Though Robin is mostly silent throughout the proceedings of the Great Council of 305 AC, he appears to have matured a good bit under the continued tutelage of Lord Royce. Throughout the proceedings he holds a rather lax candor, sitting back in his seat with his leg crossed over the other. He laughs at the idea of a democracy. For the bulk of his life, Robin was shamelessly spoiled by his mentally unstable, yet doting mother, which resulted in him possessing few of the traits expected of an heir.