"Yes, because being tied down to a chair makes it so easy to get up and run. I'm here, aren't I?" Alicia was tired. She was tired and worried about her friend and scared about what was to come. She was going to be locked in a cell. It was a fear come true and she wasn't ready for it. Robbie had spent countless time in a cell, if it had been her she wasn't so sure she'd have the strength to fare as well.
Blake hadn't made any movements to leave and he didn't seem too impressed with her sassing back to Flint. "Tell Cap I'm not finished yet. Clearly she hasn't learned any respect," he said angrily, grabbing a fist full of her hair and yanking back roughly. "You're all the same. I bet it's why your friend got in trouble in the first place."
Al acted without thinking, the way she always did. She brought her elbow out sharply, connecting to the soft flesh of his side. He yelled out, hand going up to strike again and all she could do was wait for it to hit.