There is something deeply disconcerting about having someone in your body who desperately wants to escape, Robin realizes, regretting her decision deeply. The lid holds, mostly because Robin is still face down. She floats back upright, staring down Froslass.

"We will have to make this quick." Robin says to Anasui, neither wanting Catrina to escape or to prolong her self-imposed body horror. Robin launches at Froslass, all four arms a flurry of Shadow Claws, dodging around further attacks as best she can and holding her lid closed whenever she feels Catrina going for another escape.