Mostly encouraging? That surprised her, really, since all she'd heard from them was... well. Less than encouraging. Robin sat when the seat was offered and sipped at the drink- though not before taking a discrete sniff beforehand. It was an old habit. Similar to the one she had of twining her fingers together to make a little hammock for her chin as she smiled across the table at Marco, her head cocked a little to the side.

"Don't apologize. I'm curious about them. Particularly Ace. You remember going to war for him, do you not?"