Marian was silently, breathing slowly as he washed her hair, trying not to tighten herself at each touch. But the longer her was touching her, the easier it was to get... let everything go.
She wished Robin was there.
She wished it was Robin taking care of her.
(Or would he just have been angry for her letting this go ahead? For not fighting anymore? Maybe it wasn't all that different from letting Guy have her all those years ago.)