Of course, but I-- [She bites back the vague protest she was about to make. No, as far as she's concerned, he has no reason to apologize, but perhaps he still feels he should. Trying to see things from that perspective, Vivi can recall more than a few times when she'd been quick with an apology that no one else thought she owed. One's personal standards for that sort of thing don't always match up with what might be considered logical. So. All right. She'll give him that. Vivi lowers her gaze, inclining her head toward him slightly.] I think I understand. Thank you.

[But yes. As for Robin...]

[If Marco's hoping Vivi will provide a smooth bridge between the subjects, he's not in luck. The princess is still puzzled as to how the two topics relate where it concerns Marco. She watches the liquid in her cup as she lazily swirls it around.]

Robin-san...what she does or doesn't do has nothing to do with me. [Vivi's face goes into a mild wince at the words, which came out sounding harsher than she'd intended. She looks back up to Marco.] ...no, that's not right. I just mean...

[She trails off completely there; it wasn't intentional, but Vivi realizes she has no idea of what to say. Her relationship with Robin has long been an uncertain, confusing thing--for both of them, she sometimes suspects. Finally after a moment or two of hoping she'd be able to order her thoughts into something easily expressed in words, she gives up, raising her palms in a small, helpless shrug.]