Tuck leaned up off the wall and he sighed. "Right, see you tomorrow then, boys. I'll hug Evie for you."
"Arsehole," Robin hissed after Tuck, but he was relieved when Tuck did indeed leave one of the doors open, just a crack. Fresh air, oh bless it.
Once Tuck was gone, Robin turned to his nephew. "Grab me one of those bags will you, my stomach thinks my throat's been cut. We should find out what we have but I need to eat something first." There really did seem like a lot of bags. Tuck had clearly brought them a lot of non-perishables. "And some of that tea, I need some of that tea."