[center][color=#b3ccff][h2]Esben Mathiassen[/h2][/color][/center]
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Not an entire second after her sigh, Robin felt a quick poke to the ribs as Esben settled into the spot between her and Eve. [color=#b3ccff]"Head up, shoulders back,"[/color] he commanded just as quickly, just quietly enough not to draw attention away from Rudolf and Galahad as they took over the conversation from Ciradyl and Izayoi's sudden embrace. [color=#b3ccff]"That mopey look might've served you well sneaking through the streets, but let's not forget that a third of being a [i]hero[/i] is in appearances, ja?"[/color] The theatre cover seemed more apt than the shinobi or their host might even have realized, given the personalities of all those included in it; hopefully they all at least knew their parts well enough to fit into the wider ensemble.

Or could learn them quickly enough.

At least the others could take heart that Esben was back to his usual self once they were within the safehouse; his usual easygoing demeanour had been entirely absent as they approached Kugane, his focus almost entirely on his observations of the occupying force, their activities, and the effects of their presence. As much as he may have jested with Eve about it when Chisaki first dropped in front of them, he couldn't keep his mind [i]off[/i] work this close to the enemy.

[color=#b3ccff]"Maybe you and Eve can take a page from each other's book,"[/color] he suggested, leaning back and gesturing over at the half-dragon mage. [color=#b3ccff]"Prudence and subtlety are just as virtuous as forthrightness and chivalry, after all."[/color]