"Why?" Jason asks, his heart hammering so suddenly that he's sick with it. His system is spent and unwilling to entertain yet another surge of adrenaline, and yet it comes, because Batgirl is running, and she's out of breath, and not for one second does Jason consider that she might simply be glad to see him.

He'd been sitting, but now Jason's on his feet, fine tremors in his hands. "Did something happen?"