Robin sat down n the floor of the cell and looked at the arguing couple. They had basically ignored them since asking for their real ID, even if they still were the cause of the argument it did seem like it had torn up a lot of old wounds, especially in Abigail who seemed more and more like a victim of her own circumstances and when their teacher finally broke down and started to cry rather than storm out Robin couldn't help but wonder how the two spouses had ended up together. It was almost as if Abigail had married Xavier in an attempt to go straight, not just sexually but in every aspect of her life. She had put on a mask the day the two of them got married. What was it Abigail had been running from so desperately, herself?<br/><br/>In an attempt to actually help Robin confirmed that Xavier's groping of their breasts had been accidental and that as soon as he felt them he had removed his hands and even offered to call a female officer to continue the search.<br/>"And he did actually apologise," they further explained as the couple fell silent and Abigail just sat there in front of her husband's desk crying.<br/><br/>They, of course, had no idea what the cop would do in the end but they hoped that it was as he had said. He had made nothing official, no reports were started and he hadn't even made a list of the things he had taken from them, their phone, cigarettes, lighter, keys to their dorm room and of course the purchased weed. They didn't expect to get back the latter of those items of course but with Abigail having admitted to smoking it as well they hoped that perhaps her teacher and lover might have some to share.<br/><br/>When a few minutes had gone by in awkward silence broken only by Abigail's sobs they coughed and called attention to themselves.<br/>"If you're not going to book me officially," they said to Xavier with an apologetic smile.<br/>"Then would you mind letting me go in time to not miss supper at seven? We're having Chicken Pot Pie tonight, I think."