I’m beginning to appreciate that my life is inexplicable to people who aren’t used to a world of vigilantes and supervillains.

[ He squeezes the belly of the bear and turns it over in his hands. ]

I can think of six people who would preferentially put a bomb in a stuffed animal, and at least 3 more who would do it at an opportunity. And a plushie that looks like Robin? Even worse. I don't even know if I'd approach it at home. I'd just blow it up.