A second night spent back in this place and Robin was, physically at least, beginning to feel more like himself. The broth that he had, after swallowing his pride, asked Heather for, had been welcome. He had actually been able to eat something and enjoy it.
Marian was spending some time with Katie. Disregarding his first morning back here, they both, thanks to their daughter especially, were early risers. He wondered if she bothered the other occupants of the cabin. As he made his way downstairs the smell of coffee hit his nose, and upon entering the kitchen it was explained. Tony's boss, Gibbs. The one who Heather had been concerned would have a problem with him, after what had happened between he and Tony.
They hadn't really spoken, yet, beyond a few in passing. He seemed lost in his own thoughts at the moment, so Robin simply moved to the fridge, taking out the orange juice. He and Marian had become fans of that.