Much hated when Robin got that particular look on his face. Like he was a spoilt child who wasn't getting exactly what he wanted. As soon as his friend spoke again, however, Much knew that some of his earlier, irrational anger was gone. He'd known that would happen. With Robin it was all about waiting.
He listened as he listed all the bad things that had happened to and around him since he had got here. He understood that it had been difficult for him, but what did he expect him to answer that with? He didn't have answers any more than Robin did. He had always relied on Robin for the solutions to problems.
"Marian only needs time, Robin. Just like you do. Just like I do. I am sure soon enough things will be back to normal. Which isn't very normal I know, but it is more normal than...whatever that was. Marian nearly died yes, but she didn't, and you still have her. Allan is gone, but we can still hope he has ended up back where he came from, and that now he knows how it was he died in that place, and will avoid it. I think that is a very comforting thought. I know you don't like that you can't fix any of this. But none of us can. So you'll just have to...let it go, I suppose. Be patient." If he could. Which was always doubtful.