Robert stood there as all was said. He had worn out his welcome them moment he got there, and now would be the best time to leave. He still wanted to know about the man in the mask, most likely a vizard, but when this new person showed up he felt the time to leave was now. "I see. Well, I will take my leave, but be sure we will see each other again," He bowed his head, then looked at the quincy "quincy." He said with a smile. As he said that a light passed by his doll. Hiting it hand and caused it pain. It was from the girl. Not a wise move to make. As soon as the doll noticed where the light came from he jumped down to attack, with and unearthly roar of anger. It swong its blade arm at the girl, aiming for her head. Before it got to close the doll disolved and the mist went to Roberts finger, forming a ring. "Girl, there are some things you must never anger." And with that he took his leave of them all, not careing for the new comer. He left to learn more of the city.
EXIT.