Her torso is covered with straps over her armor. Usually to hold different tools. The one he had pulled away to get the file was a little closer to her waist so she could protect it from falling better.
"Let's just say it's worth it." Her expression is guarded and blank. She shifts and looks down at the handcuffs. They look hard but she thinks she can get rid of them it's the rope that has her nervous.
"It's not like you can turn me over to the police. I'd escape. The cells in Gotham are laughable, you know."
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