"It's okay," Marian said, her voice soothing. Marian had always been so good at soothing. Marian was basically built for soothing, because that was the best role for a woman in their sorts of stories. "You're safe with us, and we're at the Fox."
But Robin was holding tight to her, and Marian couldn't get him out of the car like that, not without another pair of arms to ease him up. She looked to Tuck, Robin buried against her, with an expression that said, lil help here, rev?