There was something familiar about the appearance of the green-haired woman, almost to the point where the Archaeologist couldn't tell if the female was in costume or a little too inspired by the famous swordsman she'd been sailing with.

Not wanting to dismiss her curiosity, Robin approaches the younger looking woman, keeping her guard up in case this familiar looking appearance might be an insidious trap. Blossomed hands extend from her back, hiding behind her figure and out of sight, chance that moment might arise where they are needed.

"Excuse me.. I take it that you're lost?"