That squeeze did more than Robin wanted to admit. It helped; it reminded her that whatever the past was -- and whatever she might do, in their future -- she wasn't alone right now. She looked up at him, and she smiled.

"Thank you, Chrom," she answered, softly. "I don't always say so, but..." She looked ahead, then, and her eyes were warm. Worried, too, perhaps -- but warm. "...it means a lot to me, to know you--ah, that all of you are there for me."