Mythra

Once again, he blinked.

He really expected there to be some form of audible indication—maybe some kind of *ZAP* sound or even just like a *poof*—to show that the remote had worked. But aside from a tingling feeling that lasted for a very short amount of time, there was no other sign that the remote had worked.

'That could be inconvenient if someone else ever ends up using it on me and I don't know about it. If I ever lose the remote, I'll have to be aware of any goosebumps—er, if I can even get goosebumps.'

Speaking of which, Robin looked down at his coat once again. Aside from having perhaps slightly bigger breasts than before, nothing else seemed out of the ordinary, certainly not what would likely happen if he had become incorporeal. He still felt the weight of long hair on his back, so that eliminated some of the female Spirits & most of the male and genderless-but-humanoid Spirits.

He started to mutter to himself. "So there's one theory confirmed... I wonder if I should— ...wait, this voice is familiar."

He dug around in his many pockets until he pulled out a small mirror. Normally intended to be used for discreetly looking behind oneself in battle, Robin instead used it to determine his hunch.

Staring back at him in the mirror were a pair of brilliant yellow eyes, framed with blonde hair: the face of Mythra, one of the Spirits from Shulk's world (well, sort of; Robin himself still wasn't entirely sure about how the whole thing worked. It seemed like there was some kind of Outrealms situation going on, or maybe something like his world's alternate timelines, but he still wasn't totally sure).

"If I remember correctly, this opens up some possibilities..." Robin put his hand under his chin. 'If I remember correctly, Mythra is some form of sentient weapon called a "BLADE." Apparently that grants them the power to summon their weapon. But she also had a kind of foresight ability similar to Shulk. I wonder if I can use these abilities, too...'