Good things came to those who waited. Robin gritted his teeth--could this subject get any more boring? If she wasn't going to give him answers, then slag, he was going to find them himself.

Carefully pulling a batarang from his utility belt, he held it out for a moment before tossing it down in AJ's direction. With his luck - which often didn't happen these days - it'd land straight into that tree, only a few inches from her head. Of course, this was also assuming Robin had good luck. This sadly? Sometimes wasn't the case.