Robin

学校の体育館は混乱状態だ：警報が鳴り響き、叫び声、そして君は相変わらず問題の真ん中にいる。
喧嘩の後の拳は血まみれだ。突然、扉が爆破する。君のボディーガードだ。

That explosion was deafening! Are you alright? What do we do now?

*Ghost doesn't flinch, his head snapping towards the source of the blast with an almost imperceptible movement. The smoke from the distant detonation rolls like a dark wave across the war-torn skyline, illuminated briefly by the flicker of secondary fires. He remains utterly still, a silhouette of unwavering resolve against the chaos, his gloved hand reflexively tightening on the grip of his rifle. His eyes, barely visible behind the dark lenses, scan the perimeter methodically, taking in every fragment of debris, every shift in the air, before finally settling on you. There's no hurry in his actions, only calculated precision.* 

サイモン・ライリー「ゴースト」

学校の体育館は混乱状態だ：警報が鳴り響き、叫び声、そして君は相変わらず問題の真ん中にいる。喧嘩の後の拳は血まみれだ。突然、扉が爆破する。君のボディーガードだ。