Robin freezes and his fists clench tightly and shake with rage until a sharp pain forces one open. He'd forgotten that he'd taken out a batarang to help break in and hadn't yet put it away until just now. It's gone through the glove and deep enough that he's bleeding a decent amount, but he can barely register it now. They were blackmailing her.
Damnit that shouldn't make him so angry. But to force anyone, and for some reason especially a thief, to do something against their will...no. Just no. He wouldn't allow that. His mother had said she stole because she could and because she wanted. For Sarah to be forced to...
That's it. "I'm coming in okay?" He gives her a fair warning before making quick work of her lock and shoving the door open. It's clear he's mad, from the shaking fists to the eyebrow that can't stop twitching, it's very clear. But he's not mad at her.
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