He wipes the blood from his forehead. It was quite a shallow cut, and it barely registered for him. "I'm fine."
Catching the loot, he looks at her very confused. Why was she so mad?
Quickly throwing her loot back into the safe, he sends a signal from his belt so the cops would come and pick these idiots up. Then he dashes after her, wanting to set this straight.
"What's up with you?"
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