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Robin: Ahh... Gotta love that stable air to clear the ol' head...
Robin: I see we've got the usuals in today? Let's see here... Helloooo Ashera!
Pegasus: *Neigh!*
Robin: Heheh... That's a good girl. Here's a carrot for youuuu... And here's *Lidia*...
Pegasus: *Snort.*
Robin: Heheh. Perfectly brushed as always. I'd expect nothing less from Cordelia. Do you want a treeeeeat? No? Heheh. Watching your weight like your master, I suppose.
Robin: And onto the horses. Hello Brno, and *goodbye* Brno, you terrifying monster of a horse... There's Apples, sleeping like Stahl, heheh... Looks like Frederick's got his horse with him, no surprises... Here's Rain... My, Maribelle's got you all dolled up, beautiful. Here's a treat for you... and...!
Wyvern: ...?
Robin: Oh. It's... huh. I did... not know you were allowed to sleep in here.
Wyvern: *Snort.*
Robin: ...What was your name... your name... it's... Minerva, I think. Hi, uh... Minerva.
Minerva: *Growl...*
Robin: Eeeeasy there, easy girl...
Minerva: ...
Robin: You're a big... scary girl... But... actually, I see why your mama loves you so much...
Minerva: ...?
Robin: Big sharp horns, nice clean scales, and you're *very* well behaved. Most wyverns are actually like wild animals, but you're not a wild animal, *are you?*
Minerva: ...!
Robin: Heheh... Hey there... Gonna let me pet your neck? There... see?
Minerva: *Chitters*...
Robin: I don't imagine you like carrots... Oh! But how about... this?
Minerva: *Yaps*.
Robin: This is my own personal meat snack... But I'll share it with you. Here.
Minerva: *Snap!*
Robin: Wow! Just look at those nice clean teeth? Cherche must love you.
Cherche: She does.
Robin: YAH! Oh! Cherche, I'm---
Cherche: Awww! *Minerva* did you make a friend??
Minerva: *Growl...*
Cherche: That's my *beautiful* girl!!
Robin: Heheh... You're incredible, Cherche. I've never met a nicer wyvern.
Cherche: The trick is to not be afraid of her... Dragons are like horses in that they're great readers of people, and she knows you're not afraid of her. Her *enemies* are afraid of her... but not her friends.
Robin: Er, yes... glad I... glad I managed that.
Cherche: Oh, I was watching you the whole time. You were never in any danger.
Robin: That's very... wait, you were!?
Cherche: Hahaha! I was, yes! I thought to myself, "What is the Grandmaster doing out here in the stables?" Doting on the mounts of his allies, it seems, hahaha!
Robin: Oh, I just... I just like it here. It's quiet, peaceful, the smells are nice, and these animals are... reliable, helpful... *Looks over at Brno*... mostly very sweet.
Cherche: I did not have you pegged as an animal lover, Lord Robin.
Robin: Huh? Oh, just Robin is fine, thank you. I actually don't have Lordship. That comes with owning land, and all I've got is a room in the palace in Ylisstol.
Cherche: Oh, I see! I apologize for assuming.
Robin: No problem. Besides, I don't know all that... fancy tea stuff to be a Lord. I just like animals. These ones, especially. They keep our friends safe, and have won us many battles. It pays to say thank you, I think.
Cherche: Heehee! I didn't know "fancy tea stuff" was a requirement to be a noble! Although, most of the Valmese nobles also know their "fancy tea stuff."
Robin: Yeah... you'd think Virion was a fancy tea stuff aficionado.
Cherche: He is, but he's also got a good, noble heart.
Robin: Any man willing to risk his neck for others isn't a bad man in my book.
Cherche: That's refreshing to hear. Most people---
Minerva: *ROAR!*
Robin: Sheesh, that's loud...
Cherche: Oh, that means she wants to go out for a fly. Oookay, but just a short one, okay?
Robin: I'll, er... I'll leave you to it, then.
Cherche: Alright! See you soon, Robin.