Marian found it odd that his simple presence brought out calming in any distress she had. She had no reason for the affect. Aside the fact that she could acknowledge that she did feel a bit of an attraction to him, that hardly held logic for the reason. She was wildly attracted to Robin, and often he had the opposing affect.
"You're right. And I know you're right, and I knew Mitchell was right." She shook her head slowly. "It doesn't mean I enjoy making him hurt." Especially with the last bit he said. But what could she do? Other than hope that he found someone else. Someone else that cared about him as much as he cared for her. With a bit of a growl she waved it off. It was done. There didn't need to be a reason to keep rehashing it, especially if she bore no control over what would happen next.
Pressing one hand against the wall beside the window she leaned as far as she could, without risk of falling out, to look up at the clouds. "I haven't much paid attention." She commented, when she drew herself in again, only leaving her arm stretched out to feel for the patter of rain. She'd far to much on her mind since Guy had kissed her. Something she hadn't dare mention on the network, let alone to anyone else. "I mean I've watched the cows, somewhat absently, but not much else."
She tucked her mess of curls back behind her ears. "It is a pity there isn't a railed porch to enjoy the storm on. I suppose it isn't logical, moving as fast as we are though." She was ready to let the subject of Guy drop all together. Lest she say something she didn't wish.