Change...

During the next month, Robin did not get out of his ground bed in the training hall, he contented himself with leaving the tattoo of the strengthening of the divine body and the Major Heavenly Law of Life doing what they had to do, while Jabba and the rest of his human assistants took care of him, bringing him food, treatment, etc.

This wasn't the first time he was seriously injured, but this time it was different... During the whole month, he was suspiciously silent.

No matter how much Jabba tried to bring up a topic about training or the Sect to distract him, Robin would immediately shut him down by saying that he needed to rest and wanted to sleep.. but he never actually slept.

His eyes were always open, sometimes it appears as if life has left them, and sometimes it seems as if they are burning in abyssal fire coming from the bottom of Hell...

What was he thinking? Only Robin himself knows.