With his arm around her, he held her as close as he could in the position they were lying in, his other arm reaching up to hold her arm where it rested over him. This was what he'd needed, more than anything. In his anger he hadn't seen that. And it was his temper that had own at first. But now all he needed was to have her here. They were both grieving, and nothing could stop that hurt, but being together was important in this. Turning his head he pressed a gently kiss to her forehead. "I'm so glad you're okay." His breath hitched on the last word, he couldn't stop that and he didn't try.
His eyes found their way back to focusing on the ceiling above him as tears welled in his eyes and he them to stop. Tears would not bring his friend back. And unless by some miracle the seal ever brought him back. There would be no seeing him again. And with everything that had happened lately, Robin didn't like their chances. It seemed as though the seal, or maybe it was God himself, saw fit to continue laying things on their shoulders until they could no longer bear the weight. He knew well enough that Marian didn't feel the same way as him, that he had nothing to make amends for. But every time something else was taken from him it felt like a stark reminder of what he still owed.