Robert watched Alex sleeping. He smiled and stroked the side of her face softly. Her breathing was smooth and even, and her face looked at peace... why the hell does he risk himself and possibly never see her like this again? He yawned a bit, sleep finally kicking in. He kissed Alex's forehead, then leaned back and closed his eyes, slowly drifting to sleep.
"None of this is right... just stay strong and we'll make it through this. Trust me." Little John messaged. He was the voice of reason in the Merry Men. Althoigh everyone adored and respected Robert, John was the man who maade sure Rob didnt go on suicide missions.