"You know you're always welcome, Will." He leaned forward, elbows on his knees as he let Will try to get out what he was thinking. "I'm not trying to tell you what to do, just give Rob a little bit of a break. He's---"
The door opened up and Robin came in from outside into the room where Little John and Will looked to be having a heart to heart. He looked back and forth between them. He caught the tail end of what should have been Will's apology, but he hadn't said one himself either. "You're welcome," he finally said, sitting down on the edge of the table when John shot over a demanding look.