"Good to meet you, Robin." Doumeki said, his voice still low to avoid detection from the other people - or, more importantly, the other things - that were lurking in the hallways. Doumeki himself was aware of the strange auras in the place, the sense of pressure, like there were spirits here, lurking out of his vision. It was why he hadn't bothered asking for Watanuki on the bulletin board. He could tell he wasn't here, because the spirits were invisible to him.

He was separated by at least one world, maybe many, from the objective he'd been working to complete for more than a year.

Glancing down at Robin, he took note of the room number, M57, in case he felt the need to check up on him later. The apology caught him almost off-guard, and he shook his head, "It's nothing."