"Stealing their shipments so other people don't steal them instead?" He could be wrong, but Tony's pretty sure the saying doesn't go 'rob from the rich before the other poor can do it first.'

Tony's brows furrow and he takes an angry sip of coffee. The coffee is hot and bitter, like his rage.

"That doesn't explain anything. You're not saying anything different, just making different excuses. If you want to be left alone, why are you running around the city with the microbots? You're the one attacking those shipments. If you want to be left alone, why are you drawing attention to yourself and going looking for trouble? Why are you stealing?"