The loud, insistent banging on Holiday's door at the late hour was enough to make her full on panic. She didn't know a whole lot of people in the city yet, but others were aware that she was a doctor. If this was a problem that a doctor needed to fix right now, then she was moving as fast as possible.

With Six's sheathed sword, of course. Since she was no longer a child for the time being, she had a much better chance of handling a unfavorable encounter.

She opened the door in a rush... and stared at the sight before her. "... Robert?" Is he wearing Rosalind's clothes? Is he drunk? Oh God.