It feels strange to glance at him huddled on the ground, so I drop myself to a crouch, glancing in his direction. This doesn't feel like a boy about to aim a gun at my chest, though a part of me wouldn't blame him if he did. If he has a punishment to mete, one with my name on it, I'm not always certain that I would stop him. (Were Damian not here, I probably wouldn't.)
It's the others I worry about. In that sense, he's hit around the ballpark. Am I worried for the others? Of course. But no more or less than I do for him. It's just—
It's just that I feel I have more to offer to the rest of them. Jason's happier like this. With a life. The one he missed out on as a child.
"You have friends here, Jason. Friends who've done a better job of giving you a life than I ever have."
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It feels strange to glance at him huddled on the ground, so I drop myself to a crouch, glancing in his direction. This doesn't feel like a boy about to aim a gun at my chest, though a part of me wouldn't blame him if he did. If he has a punishment to mete, one with my name on it, I'm not always certain that I would stop him. (Were Damian not here, I probably wouldn't.)
It's the others I worry about. In that sense, he's hit around the ballpark. Am I worried for the others? Of course. But no more or less than I do for him. It's just—
It's just that I feel I have more to offer to the rest of them. Jason's happier like this. With a life. The one he missed out on as a child.
"You have friends here, Jason. Friends who've done a better job of giving you a life than I ever have."