"Oh," she says with a sigh of relief as they nod. "I'm glad to hear that." She pauses, her expression shifting into a nurturing smile. "Come on, then. Let's get you to the inn and out of the rain." Reaching out, Robin gently takes Zak's hand in hers, squeezing reassuringly as she leads them away from the dock and towards the bustling streets of the port town.

Robin felt oddly protective of Zak as they held hands, leading them through the rain toward safety. The warmth between their palms was comforting, and she couldn't help but feel a surge of affection for her crewmate. She knew that not everyone would understand their unique bond, but to Robin, it felt natural and right. As they approached the inn, she glanced down at Zak's hand in hers and smiled gently. "We're almost there," she whispered softly. "Just hold on a bit longer."