Robin was in and out of consciousness a few times before going through the very small operation that had to take place. He would have replied to Friar Tuck, but the searing pain in his side made him unable to really put words in his mouth... Marian was helping him to a table, and he saw all the concerned faces, and as his hood was pulled away he lost consciousness. He was too out of it to mention not to take off his mask to Tuck, or the two women, he just hoped that no one would get the idea... But he was wrong. He came through a bit later, opening his eyes groggily to see his cousin staring down at him, completely shocked at what she saw... Was she still amazed that Robin Hood was here? He tried to sit up, but he winced in pain and laid back down, looking over at Cassie.

"R...Rob...?" She muttered. and Robin Hood nodded. "yeah, Robin Hood. In the flesh..." He said with a weak smile, but the smile soon faded when he saw his handkerchief in her hand. She knew who he was. "Shit..." Robert said, closing his eyes. "You're Robin Hood?! Why didn't you tell me!" She demanded. "Because you ran away to New York to rob things on the off chance that Robin Hood, a masked man you never met and haven't seen ever before, catches you robbing something before the cops so you could somehow join his team of criminals." Robin said rather simply. Cassie shook her head. "I would have gotten away..." She began.

"Is that why I got shot?" Robert asked, taking back the bandana and tying it around his face again. "Come on, Uncle Rob! I was pretty good! You have to admit!"

"You stole from a store just to get our attention. You didn't do it to donate to the poor, you didn't steal from somewhere that really could spare a couple articles of clothing, and although you managed to snag a few things, you got caught. There's a lot you need to learn before you can just join-- Which i'm not saying you will. So don't get any ideas." Robin said, pointing a finger at her. "If I had someone to teach me... Wait... John... and Gwen... Are they...?"

"Yeah, but we aren't discussing this right now. You're going to pretend that I'm not your uncle, and that you don't know me. Because Marian doesn't need to know. Not yet anyway..." Robin began, and Cassie nodded. "No problem..."

Robin was bare from the waist up, but bandaged on his side. He didn't know when Father Tuck learned how to do this kind of stuff, but he wasn't complaining. He gave him enough meds and enough treatment for the wound to feel tolerable. Soon enough both Friar Tuck and Marian came back, holding fresh clothes for him, and a green hoodie. "How bad was it?" Robin asked as Tuck handed him the clothes. "A minor injury with your status." He answered. "The bullet went in, but not too deep, but running around and driving didn't help with the blood loss."

"Huh... Thanks for the patch up." He looked up to see Marian. "And thanks for taking her to safety. Not the best way to spend your night..." Robin said with a smile behind his mask. "But you can't say it wasn't exciting, right?"

He slowly sat up. "Oh, Father, this is our newest Merry Man, Marian Anderson."

"yes, I know. We had a lovely discussion. I have to say, its a surprise that the police chief's daughter is willing to help us..." He was pretty much saying "I hope you know what you're doing, Robert." But Robin nodded. "I have friends everywhere, father. The police chief's daughter, a priest, all i need is a Rabbi and I can start a really bad joke."