"It's a very good reason!" Robin said brightly, her smile unwavering. It was funny, but they both knew that she would enter for other reasons. She had fought beside him a great deal, after all. But then...

Then he asked about a beard.

"No!" she said, with a frown. She looked to the side and sighed. What was it? Was she just one of his friends to him? (Nevermind that she thought, sometimes, that was how they should see one another!) She shook her head. "First, I am a lady, Chrom, unless you haven't had your eyes checked. I would prefer to dress up in a way that reflects that! Secondly!"

She held a finger up next to her head. "If we're going as Mr. and Mrs. Claus, then I have to be your wife--"