"No," Smoker growled, temperature, anger, and voice rising all at once. "No it's not. Because if this isn't what you want and it sure as hell isn't what I want I'm not going to agree to it. I already told you Karen, justice comes first but that doesn't mean I'm willing to place my job in front of you. Why are you so quick to assume I should?"

His fists clenched, "Just in what way do you think she's special to me? Do you think there's ANYONE else? Robin or..." He grit his teeth hard on the cigars trying once again not to fly into a rage even though his eyes flashed with fury. His voice dropped an octave lower, dangerously quiet but in control albeit rolling thunder, "You're going to have to tell me what brought this on because I'm too foolish to know and I don't want to spend my days regretting something I don't understand."