A prince? [Robin couldn't school her expression even if she wanted to. How did this man, of all people, convince a prince to fall in love with him? She's shocked! Shocked!! But after that fades she lets out a soft laugh.] You look very happy, Inigo.

Well, I hope you told this prince of yours that they'd like whoever it is you fell in love with.

[After all those children had been through. Displaced in the timeline as it is... Her gaze, ever analyzing, watches Inigo carefully. He's happy. Genuinely. In a way she doesn't think she's ever seen from him. Always the big smiles and the over exaggerated gestures and phrases. Always acting and performing. Not this time... This time it's real. And she feels something warm bubble up in her chest. She's not his son but... Well, she cherishes these kids so very much.]

A prince falling in love with a prince from another time and place. That's straight out of a story book. [She steps forward, linking her arm with his.] Tell me about him. I won't impose on you two and considering the nature of this place I can't even imagine what I'd have to live through. So show me around a bit instead. I want to hear about all you've been through. And what's going on with your hair. And brand. AND this prince.