Robin didn't always smoke, but when he did it was because of stress. He fidgeted into his pocket for a lighter. "I'm speaking with Nasir," Robin's quick way of insisting Much stay out of it. "I don't need you out any of the rest of you lot butting in."
Leila looked down at Much's hand around her waist, the little squeeze giving her that confidence in them. Robin may not like it, but she couldn't stop her feelings. "Robin," she said with a deep sigh.