The downside of raising Robin mostly as a boy was that Robin was way too used to being able to mostly speak freely. She couldn't play the timid debutante nor did she really want to. What was the point in it anyway? At least this guy didn't seem to mind it. If anything, Robin would personally think he actually liked it.

"Paris! Now that's a place I would like to go someday," Robin stated freely. She would absolutely love to travel but for the moment just the areas around the United Kingdom were adventure enough after so many years hidden away like a damn fairy tale royal in a tower. "I'm Scottish, yes. And maybe you have but just did not notice me." Of course that wasn't the truth but what could she really say? Oh, a version of the truth might work, Robin realized. "I am a little selective about the social events that I attend."