[ his face registers as shock. not a good kind of surprise--- it's all pretty neutral--- but one that stokes the fires of fear... and even some anger. how does he know junpei? robin can't make those connections just quite yet; do they know each other? is he dangerous? was this man one of those who bullied him, who made junpei react so strongly during the cursed rain?

no. focus. focus on being the consummate host. this is for lady tenkohime.

because that answer is equally surprising and twists robin's insides. ]

Oh! I'm not being fake. I can't lie, Itadori-san.

[ he'll start making a third drink now. this one is a lot more simple than the last ones: pink lemonade, sprite, and grenadine. basically a non-alcoholic shirley temple, something that robin loves to have. it's so simple, fizzy, and sweet. he loves sweet. robin pours it into two relatively normal sized glasses, handing one to yuuji as he sips it himself. ]

And yeah, I am! I love Junpei. He's such a sweet friend... I would do anything to keep him safe.

[ behind the bar, robin looks at his sword. then he takes another drink and nods. ]

I have to ask you a question, so please don't be upset with me.

[ robin takes a breath. he keeps his smile in check, even though part of him wants to cry. actually--- it's all of him that feels it. so when he does, his voice trembles. ]

Did you... did you destroy Harajaku?