* most of the conversation is the same, but a few pieces of dialogue were changed to accommodate robin's papa status, and i felt that the changes were significant enough to have this version out too!

part 1

Inigo: Nngh, nothing, huh... I can't really find anything that works at all....
Robin: Inigo, are you looking for something?
Inigo: Ah, Father...! I'm searching for proof that we came here on my journey.
Robin: Proof of your journey...?
Inigo: Yes. I want to find something that reminds me of this place, so I can bring it back as proof that I went here. For example... if we were at the ocean, I'd find some seashells. Then, every time I look it, I'd be able to remember what happened there.
Robin: Heh, that's lovely. If I remember correctly, Olivia said something similar... could it be that she taught you about this?
Inigo: Ehehe... I expect nothing less from Father. You can see through anything. It's exactly as you as said — I got this idea from Mother.
Robin: I thought so. So, have you found anything?
Inigo: Nothing at all! At first, I thought about bringing back this red leaf, but... without a book or something to sandwich it inbetween, it'll get ruined rather quickly. Since I'll be carrying it around for a while, it'd be best to find something not too fragile.
Robin: I see... ah, how about all this hot water, then? It's just a liquid, so it's not fragile at all.
Inigo: ... Father, are you seriously saying that? If I did that, I'd have to carry a bag full of water with me from now on. Do you think it'll be fun carrying a bag of water and going splish-splash during march or in battle?
Robin: Not at all.
Inigo: Right!? It'd look too idiotic, especially as the son of a tactician! Aah... just imagining that is embarrassing... ... well, at first, I thought about how to bring back the water too.
Robin: You thought that too...
Inigo: Ahaha... it stands out the most, after all. After that, I tried to cut off some rock in this area.
Robin: Wha—?
Inigo: But it was tougher and harder than I thought it would be, so...
Robin: R-right... rocks are hard, after all. Rather, it's amazing that you'd think about cutting some off in the first place.
Inigo: At any rate, if I don't find anything suitable after all this time, my heart feels like it's going to break. Maybe I should just bring back a piece of some Risen here...
Robin: Risen!? Why don't we just put that thought aside!? If you did that, Olivia would cry, you know!? I'm sure there's something better out here, so why don't you look a little longer?
Inigo: Right... I'll think about it during the battle. Thanks for helping me out, Father.

part 2

Inigo: Father!
Robin: Ah, have you found the proof of your journey here?
Inigo: Mm-hm. At the sandbar of the hot spring, I found a small pebble. It's purple, which perfectly fits the atmosphere of this place, so I think it's perfect as proof of my journey!
Robin: Ooh, that's indeed a lovely stone. I'm glad you found something great, Inigo.
Inigo: Yes. With this, I'll be able to remember coming to the hot springs with everyone. I'll treasure this stone forever. ... forever.
Robin: ... f-forever? Are the proofs of your journey really something to be treasured that much?
Inigo: That's true... well, rather than the proofs themselves, it's more like I want to treasure the memories that come with them. I have a surprising lack of pleasant memories, after all. In the future... there were more painful things than anything, and even when arriving here, it was difficult until I joined this army.
Robin: !! I-I see..
Inigo: And then, when there's finally peace... whether I can return to the future or not, I'll still have to part with you and Mother. So I want to make a lot of memories while I still can.
Robin: What do you mean, part with us... even if you can't go back?
Inigo: Well, the real me will be born into this world soon, right? When that happens, I shouldn't stay close to him. I'm sure that it... won't be very good to influence the me of this era. ... with that in mind, the time I have to spend with Father and Mother is surprisingly little. Ehehe... I feel a little... lonely.
Robin: Inigo...
Inigo: I'm sorry for saying something so weird. But if I have this stone, it'll be fine. Even when I want to see you and Mother, if I look at it, I'll be able to endure. Man, I'm glad I found something that works.
Robin: ..... hey. Can I... look at that stone for a second?
Inigo: Sure, here.
Robin: .... hiyahh!!
Inigo: Wha—!? W-... wait! Why did you throw it away!? T-this isn't some kind of new game where you want me go fetch... is it?
Robin: That's not it! You... don't need something like that!
Inigo: Wha...!?
Robin: If you're just going to lock up your memories into that stone and distract yourself from your loneliness... I'm saying that you don't need it!
Inigo: !!
Robin: If you're lonely... and you want to see Olivia and I again after all this... no matter how many times you leave us, isn't it fine for you to come home to us as many times as you want as well!?
Inigo: Father...
Robin: Or what? Do you believe that we'd think it'd be a nuisance to have our precious son come back to us... do you really think that your parents that cold?
Inigo: Of course not...! There's no way I'd... ever think of you like that...
Robin: In that case, you can come back to us whenever you want. Understand? ... don't say things as if this is the only time you'll be able to make memories. There are many happy things awaiting our family. And you shouldn't keep the world waiting. ... isn't that the reason why you came here?
Inigo: ..... ... yes. That's right... it's exactly as you say, Father. I'm not making memories for the sake of comforting myself afterwards. From now on, I'll have make memories for the sake of living on with a smile. Alright, now that that's settled, I'll have to have a lot of fun at the hot springs later! Of course, you'll join me too, Father?
Robin: Of course. In that case, why don't we enter the baths together after this? We can do some father-son bonding, and I'll wash your back!
Inigo: Ahaha, thanks! It's a little embarrassing, but I'll look forward to it. ... hey, Father. Even if the day comes where I'll have to part with you and Mother... I'll think about what happened today, smile, and live on. But, if I ever become hopelessly lonely, I'll come back... and then... no matter when it happens, or how many times it happens, say "Welcome home"... and smile, okay.