MARIAN
Why would he wish me to be protected by the boy who burned my hair when I was a child?
ROBIN
We were together five terrible years in a Saracen prison.
MARIAN
How do I know you didn't abandon him there to save your own skin.
ROBIN
[Hands her a ring] Marian, I'm sorry.
MARIAN
I will forward your condolences to my mother.

