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AN: Short interlude form Marian's POV, just so we know not everyone trusts the Lady of Whitby willfully as Robin.

"Robin, you are not usually this naïve," Will barked, "There IS something suspicious. Why should Marian want you alone?" He was worried, even if this was Marian. No outlaw in their right mind would go to the Nottingham High Road alone. The place would be swarming with foresters in minutes if he was seen. Robin's eyes ignited. "Are you saying Marian would betray us?" he snapped. Will shook his head. "Rob, you know I did not mean that, but still, being alone is-"

"I will not be alone."

"Marian does not count. She cannot be seen with us if there is a fight, for it would betray her. Robin, please, listen to me. Just let us foll-"

Robin glowered at him. "Will, I believe that, since I." He paused and his face convulsed with pain a this own memories. "Since I murdered, it would seem I can take care of myself."

Will shut his mouth. It was not necessary for Robin to bring that back up again. But it had come up all the same - the reason for Robin's outlawry. Robin nodded curtly and set out for the high road. Will sighed. "Cousin," he tried one last time. Robin turned, and he shivered in the frigid breeze.

"Trust no one."