Robin's enthusiasm quickly subsided after declaring his intent to start making money, and he walked back and forth around the room with a frown on his face, muttering, "What about... No, that wouldn't do... then... Nah..."
"Would you sit down for a while and at least share with me what you are trying to think of? I told you you don't need to worry about anything as long as you have my support, just pick something and do it" Jabba couldn't stay silent any longer, exclaimed
"It is not that simple, you can really protect me inside the land of the Lightning Tribe, but what about beyond that? ...I can't make a new tattoo, it would definitely mean that its maker is a Heaven's Chosen and this could turn the world upside down, and I can't upgrade one of the existing tattoos as well because that will most likely lead to the same result or at least too much of an unwanted spot light! Damn... I have protection like that now but I can't use it!!"
