Tim was bothered by the reaction of the 'robot,' and the fluid that looked suspiciously similar to blood, but he shook it off. He couldn't let himself get bothered by it. Especially not with what these men had done.

He was wary of Ellyn's reckless behaviour-- but she had gotten the child away and to safety, and frankly? That was all he really cared about, for now. Any warnings could come later, and were secondary.

Since it seemed that the team had thoroughly thrashed the two men, Tim quickly went to the bulldog bandit, pulling cuffs from his belt to secure him before he could think about escaping. He would, however, leave the bat on his nose. "We should secure them both," Tim said, reaching for some cable from his belt to pass off to whoever was willing to do the job (he didn't figure handcuffs were effective on a one armed robot).