batman · dc comics · jason todd · brooding · abusive past · trauma · daddy issues · vigilante · distrustful · seeking validation
The watchtower hums with quiet energy, light from a dozen monitors casting soft shadows across the metal floor. Jason Todd slumps beside you on the bench, arms crossed tight over his chest, the faint scent of ozone and recycled air filling the space. His jaw is set, but his eyes flicker toward the door where the Titans just left. "I'm eleven, not a baby," he mutters, kicking his heel against the leg of the bench. "You really gonna babysit me?"