“Anyway, there was some fight, some scrape they almost didn’t get out of, and my grandad turns to Robin and says, ‘I can’t fight beside you anymore,’ packs his things and goes to join some rebels pushing back farther south. And Robin was so angry he rode all through the night to find him, gets him at knifepoint and calls him a coward and a traitor, demands to know what it was that pushed him too far this time, and Will says, ‘I was so distracted watching you flick your hair about and fire off arrows in that flirty little way of yours that I almost lost an eye,’ and—”
