Scarlet grabbed a chair, and spun it around to sit down backwards on it, leaning his arms over the back of it, bottle dangling from his fingers. That jagged anger from before was being slowly blunted, as he watched Robin closely.
"When they say nearly died, I was fine. Didn't even pass out or anything. At least not til they tried to make me walk up the stairs. Anyone could've done that." He smiled and shrugged and swigged.