Marian clung to them all tightly in turn, and was tearing up well before Wil Stutely said he loved her. Her boys. Her boys. If they were here and okay and had been out for enough time to be healed, then she'd done okay.
Not as well as she could have, as she should have, but better than nothing.
She smiled into Will Scarlet's shoulder. "I'm only crying because I'm worried I'm too rusty."