"Come now, Friar. I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about." Hermes shook his hair back off his face. "Has William been telling tales about how I cornered him and horribly bought him a coffee like an asshole, has he? Hmm. I don't know why all you Merry Men have to be so rude. I'll tell you what I told him. I am here to talk, and to help. That is all." He set his hands on his hips, a very slight tightness to his mouth that could be construed at displeasure at Tuck's spiny behaviour. "It might behoove you to remember that I don't have to be your enemy."