Robin can't help it. Her first instinct is to shoot the salesgirl a nasty look even though she probably doesn't deserve it. She doesn't want to call herself a mean-spirited person but she's had a hell of a day and it's just not stopping.

Steve holds out his hand and Robin's torn, unable to hide it. He has no idea. She's going to have to tell him all over again, a thought that's way more terrifying than it should be given all the actual terrifying things she's seen. If she takes his hand now, what's he going to think?

But also she's freaking out a little and she could really, really use her best friend right now. So she takes his hand and sighs.

"Can we at least get some food? The last time I ate, we were still at Scoops."

Food feels so normal right now.