His touch felt amazing, especially with the fear that he wouldn't want anything to do with her once she told him what was on her mind. She didn't release his hand as they talked, and instead ran her fingers over his. That fierce independence and tough attitude that had attracted him to her to begin with didn't extend to being with him. Oh, she could still hold her own if he gave her attitude. Which he did often enough. But those precious moments when it was just the two of them and she could enjoy being around him without worrying about being caught by Guy or the Sheriff...those were the times she let her guard down and simply allowed herself to be his.
Guy... Maybe she shouldn't do this with him missing. It felt wrong somehow. Or maybe now was the perfect time. Robin couldn't go killing a man he couldn't find. She didn't want that. Not in her name. And from the conversations she'd had with him, Guy would allow it. Maybe even welcome it. That wasn't the Robin she wanted. A man bent on vengeance and filled with anger.
Still. She exhaled, nodding at his point. "I'm looking forward to it. We can defend ourselves from plenty of things, but we've never faced anything like what's on this earth." She could take on a castle full of guards, but demons? That was a bit different. "Do I sound like some weak damsel if I admit to being a bit scared of the things here? The things this place can do? Possessions and dragging people across time...and back from the dead?"