Songbird watched curiously as he tried to pick the lock, unable to do
much from inside the cage. Her wings drooped once it became clear he
couldn’t get it open. But he hadn’t given up yet, judging by the fact
that he pulled another device from… somewhere. She listened as the
inkblot read the instructions and followed them. When he got to ‘take
cover’, Songbird looked around but there wasn’t exactly anything to hide
her. She backed up a little, but still got covered in soot when
the ‘lock remover’ blew.

“…Now, why would I need to…”

Realization hit the Repairman just half a second before the explosion did. He was flung back into the wall, and when the smoke cleared, it looked like he didn’t have eyes.

That is, until he shook the soot off.

“Eugh, shoulda known…”

His eyes widened, as it turned out somehow the lock seemed no worse for wear. He threw his arms up angrily.

“Really, Acme?! Really? You not only send dynamite, but defective dynamite! Unbelievable!”

He hadn’t noticed that the seemingly intact lock had already disintegrated while he was ranting.