"He's not just here for me," Jason hisses back, and for a fighter as tightly trained as he is, it's near agony to divert attention from Bruce to listen to the quality of her voice, but what Jason hears there makes the diversion worth it.
"This is one guy you don't fight angry." Or at all, if Jason has his way, but without his gear he's a distraction at best. "If you want to wake up tomorrow and still know your name, start running Allison, I mean it."
Too much, he's spared too much time for speech, for when Jason's eyes refocus Bruce is a full yard closer, those lensed eyes white and sightless, but Jason can feel the moment the Batman focuses on him.
"Jason," he says, his voice so familiar that Jason's knees nearly give, every part of him aching to step forward. He's been many things before this man, helpless among them, but it's never felt quite like this. Jason's head is spinning, enough that he begins to wonder if Bruce hasn't taken the time to drug them. "Son, please. Let me help you."
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Date: 2014-08-18 11:44 pm (UTC)"This is one guy you don't fight angry." Or at all, if Jason has his way, but without his gear he's a distraction at best. "If you want to wake up tomorrow and still know your name, start running Allison, I mean it."
Too much, he's spared too much time for speech, for when Jason's eyes refocus Bruce is a full yard closer, those lensed eyes white and sightless, but Jason can feel the moment the Batman focuses on him.
"Jason," he says, his voice so familiar that Jason's knees nearly give, every part of him aching to step forward. He's been many things before this man, helpless among them, but it's never felt quite like this. Jason's head is spinning, enough that he begins to wonder if Bruce hasn't taken the time to drug them. "Son, please. Let me help you."