Robin wanted to be sanctimonious. He did. The 'don't-kill-people-you-idiot' urge was strong.

"Uh, reserving the right to change my mind later?" he muttered. "Well."

It was hard to say. Very few things have only one answer.

"That depends on your final goal," he said, after a long moment. "Do you want to go back to what you were doing? Do you want to live a quiet life like a normal person? I'm not equipped to advise in either of those directions."