Robin reached into the bag for his onion rings, and popped a few into his mouth before getting into it. Deep chats were better with food in the belly.
"I din't know you were so distressed," Robin admitted. "And you kept sayin' it, but I din't know it were that bad. I feel like a shite cause you were sayin' over and over you weren't dealing and here I- I'm sorry, Will. I been focusing on Mar and forgetting about all of you."