"How the FUCK am I supposed to do that?!" Malcolm grunted. His perfect world- His Marian- "MARIAN!" he screamed, hoping she would come. She could help him. "Tell them! Tell them you want to stay!"
Robin scowled at Malcolm's words as he entered the kitchen and laid eyes on the woman he loved. "Mar," he breathed. "Lord above it's good to see you," he said, moving towards her carefully. Her body language didn't exactly say 'come hither'. "'salright. He can't hurt you any more." He wanted, more than anything, to wrap her in his arms. Keep her safe.