No one who had ever spent more than a few hours with Robin of Locksley would ever not believe he had spent time living in a forest. Because he did things like burping loudly and laughing, or standing in the pouring rain without even realising it. Or spitting out an entire mouthful of chewed up apple all over the table when he was shocked to his core.
"You what?!" he coughed, bits of apple sticking unattractively to his chin.