Guy watched her as she moved. Though he longed to go to her when she began to pace, he also nodded where it seemed appropriate. And as he promised he didn't interrupt.
But when she seemed to stall. He urged her on. "Is that all?" He said rather kindly, did he expect any less from her? To give what she had of her own, to those who needed it. He, of course, didn't put it together that she was the outlaw that had given her so much trouble, before Robin ever showed up. The Night Watchman was a man after all.