Their stories could only shape them so far, and then to a point they each had their own choices to make. "She's her own person Much, she's got to make that call, none of us can chose for her." She'd had a blackened heart before and not of her own choice, Robin saved her yes, but then she had to make the leap of what to do with her life next. None of what was happening now felt right, it didn't settle well with most of them. It was as if Marian and Robin were drawing lines in the sand and asking them which side to stand on out of desperation to keep the bad guys at bay.
Her fingernails scratched the back of his neck softly. "Keeping him a prisoner is not the answer, I agree with you. I also think Robin was just as desperate." Considering what he'd put her up against.