"Flying," Robin echoes back, a sigh of content in his voice at the touch of Ishiah's lips against the column of his neck. Feeling as if he is simply not close enough, Robin swings himself to settle across Ishiah's lap, concern in his eyes - if a dull one. Of the two of them, Robin is the better survivor perhaps, but Ishiah is more capable of keeping himself out of troubles in the first place.

"Testing just once wasn't good enough for you, I suppose?" He offers a wry smile.

"And you come to see me after all of this?"