Robin laughed. "Yes, really. I'm sure if you asked my wife she'd agree that I annoy people enough without giving myself extra energy." He was somewhat amused, and that seemed to be turning in to a theme with Adam, he mused, at the notion of Sherwood being his forest.
"Sherwood was where I lived, yes. Well, when I got back to England. After I had to leave Locksley," he corrected himself. Which was a whole other story completely. "And yes, I lived there with Will Scarlett, Allan A'Dale, and John Little, whom we knew as Little John. The other names, I don't know that you'd recognise. "But Tuck, I haven't met. Though I know in my future I do. Or did. However that works," Robin shrugged. He couldn't claim to be an expert on the time aspects of this place. "And yes, we robbed from the rich, most often the Sheriff, and gave to those less fortunate. It wasn't quite like the Disney movie, with the Prince sitting in his chambers surrounded by gold, though I'm sure that was what he dreamt of."
Robin shrugged again. "It's no problem. You can imagine what it was like, being brought here from the 12th century. I know it can be a lot to take in, at first."