Robert frowned as he was spun around and forced against the wall. Being almost a foot taller and outweighting the puny Slytherin this suprised him. Something was up. Robert dropped all pretense as he spoke and then Mari pulled Cayden off and was standing between them. Pretending to brush himself off he glared at them both, "Sure...its so easy for you to take the high road now."

Picking up his bag he looked at Mari and shook his head, "You know what...you should've just made things easier and just let him kill me. At least then this wouldn't hurt so damn much. Do whatever the hell you want. Its not like you care how many peoples lives you hurt in the process so long as you can have what you want right Mariska. Never mind the fact that everywhere I go around here I'm bombarded with memories of something we did together." He started walking back to Lyra but stopped, "And the thing that kills me...it did mean something to me but so obviously didn't to you. Keep the necklance I don't ever want to see the thing again. Melt it to whatever." His emotions getting the better of him for once he spun on his heel and headed to the stairs past Lyra, not bothering to grab her hand thing time as he went...who knows where.