Will Scarlet was the only man in the room smiling. Oh, he was going to enjoy a bit of payback today. He'd been working out a bit in the morning to feel a bit buffer, and he'd work three shirts under his jacket. Charles I didn't miss a trick there, with the anti-shivering thing.
John looked at the three of them in dismay, and made a noise of disgust. That fucking Midlands accent never failed to make his skin crawl. "No I don't fucking "ken" you. YOU are meant to be in prison," he snarled at Robin, "and you two are meant to be rotting in a hole." He eyed them up, and sneered. "Been a bit hungry lately, have we?" he said to Stutely.