They've been over this. Maybe not quite to this degree, but she's not completely dense; she'd been able to figure out most of what Jason's just said long before he crawled in her window tonight. She can extrapolate that he's not a bad guy, even if Dick Grayson doesn't agree with her. She knows Jason way too well to think anything else.

"Okay," she slowly says again, and then briefly pulls a face at her repetitiveness. "I believe you. I believed you before. Why am I getting the feeling that there's something really big you're not telling me, here?"