".Some beetles are tougher than they look." Robin said the words with a faint chuckle. Then, with that same lightness, he turned toward Theo, his expression shifting into a tired but genuine smile.
"Now, be a good son and find me something decent to wear. My storage ring vanished with my old body, and frankly. I haven't felt this exposed in centuries." He looked down at himself and sighed, not out of shame, but rather out of a curious amusement.
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