Robin helps her move the guy out of the way, at least he didn't need to deal with him anymore. Her suggestion throws him a little. He had planned to go outside and take off the smaller fry entering last and call backup then move inside, taking them out from behind. But it doesn't sound like he'll have time to do that. He doesn't want to put her in danger but desperate times call for desperate measures. Alt-Dad won't be too pleased about this but he's not here.
"Alright, but first we need to take out a few of them and reduce the number of guns in the room. Be a distraction for half a minute and I'll do that. Don't get hurt."
Robin takes note of what's on her thigh in case he needs to make a grab for it later. But that can wait. He disappears off to go help downstairs, hoping she doesn't run but instead sticks to her own suggestion. Well if she does...nothing he can do about it.
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