Sophia/Robin
Sophia stepped back a little. Taking the plate from her she offered a smile. "Let's go sit down." There was no need to walk around anymore. She shifted the plate so that it was along her arm, with her drink. And she offered her hand to help Robin sit down.
She was raised to be polite, even if it was in a tumultuous house, to be kind, maybe a little too nice. But Mitchell had taught her to think for herself. That not all men were like her father. Daryl had helped with that too. But she retained that politeness, and claimed it as her own.