[ he crosses his arms over his chest--defensive, protective.

(and really he should bite his tongue but--assertiveness--and he's still robin enough to bear it) ]

I'm an idiot because I'm not completely beaten down and faithless? Fine by me!

[ he's basing his judgments off the gap between public and private faces which he knows is a terrible thing to do but the fact of the matter is that the figure in front of him isn't even trying

(as if he's realised the mistake he made he seems to shrink back into himself, awaiting the worst) ]