"But you know... This is Gibbs and Tony we're talking about. One's a marine, the other a pretty scrappy." She had no other words for how Tony fought, she knew he was good, especially when it came to people he cared about. She also didn't want the mood to stay cloudy. This was all about him relaxing.
"I don't think it was founded back then anyway. Though it's hard to say. You are pretty old" She teased lightly. It was hard to say if she ever made up her mind who was older, him or her. "If this doesn't work I may go out and pay for you to get a facial." And schedule it so that he wouldn't have to see Gisborne.
"Good, cause he's not real." She slowed her tone, and made it as level as she could. "Now in your minds eye, your in Sherwood forest, yet, it's different from how you remember it. It's a happy place to be. You're there because you want to be, not because you have to be. Everyone's there. Marian, Edward, Allan, Much, Will, Djaq, Roy, John...Everybody you hold near and dear. You're all in your camp. It's dark, the moon isn't more than a little sliver over head. The canopy of trees are open just enough for you to see the twinkling stars over head. Aren't they pretty? You can see Orion, and other constellations clearly." Her fingers gently rubbed over each point on his scalp. "Feet to your left is what's left of the camp's fire. On your right, your loving wife. Everyone else is around the fire in their own comfortable spaces... Do you feel relaxed?"