Robin sprang in that direction mostly on instinct, hands reaching for Birdarangs. His brain was reeling, gears switching from reflection over all the ways he could have messed up Batman's plans for Tsukiyono to trying to piece together what this could be about. He had just enough time to wonder if this was connected to Omi somehow before something wrapped around his ankle, right as he lifted it to step forward.
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Robin sprang in that direction mostly on instinct, hands reaching for Birdarangs. His brain was reeling, gears switching from reflection over all the ways he could have messed up Batman's plans for Tsukiyono to trying to piece together what this could be about. He had just enough time to wonder if this was connected to Omi somehow before something wrapped around his ankle, right as he lifted it to step forward.