Half an hour after he's driven off, he finds her on the roof. The wild drive away had been wonderfully timed because by the time the gunmen had jumped into their vans and on their bikes to race after him, the police were already coming on the scene. Granted, that also meant Thomas had barely squeaked by but it was worth it. From what he'd heard so far, some of the gunmen had been rounded up, not all unfortunately, but a few. Robin had dropped off the van and sent an alert to the police about where it was.
After he'd taken a canister out to bring to the cave of course. It needed analysis to see if it really was the old toxin. Besides, not like the police would know it was missing. Aside from a few nicks from the flying glass and a bullet getting awfully close to his shoulder, leaving a slight burn, he was fine. By bat standards this was the equivalent of walking away exactly as you came in.
Once he's dropped that off, he goes swinging across roofs to find Sarah.
"Ice cream Foxy?" No, he could never show up like a normal person, mysterious bat appearances that could make people jump were too much fun.
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