Robin made a tiny, pouty face just for Johnny, since he was hungry, but he would live. "Right, I guess we'll just sit here then."
"Suit yourself," Malcolm said easily. "Michael's taken good care of me. I didn't think it would be right for him to wake up on the floor. What have you lot been up to then?"
"We're not doing this," Robin said cooly. "We are not having a conversation like we're mates."