"We're working on fattening up our Friar," Robin said, glancing sideways at Arthur. Should he tell the man about what happened? Arthur was already so paranoid, but surely the man needed to know. Right, good stuff first. "Tuck and Scarlet are good together," he said with a fond smile. "Never saw it coming, but I like the way they treat each other. Wish they'd stop being so public about the details, but I halfway reckon they do it to rile me up," he chuckled.
Then Robin reached out to pat Arthur on the back. "Some stuff I should tell you, Art. Should we sit somewhere more comfortable?" Robin was a very tactile person, and he sort of thought the shit he was about to tell Arthur might mean more hugs. It would be easier on a sofa.