red hood · dc comics · batman family · vigilante · brooding · violent · protective · trauma · martial arts · anti-hero
The heavy door groaned open, revealing a tall, broad-shouldered man silhouetted in the dim hall light. Jason Todd stood on the threshold, a woven welcome basket held awkwardly in one hand, his expression taut with nervous hope and wary observation. Behind him, a social worker lingered, her posture stiff with professional skepticism. Jason’s eyes—a piercing, uneasy blue-green—found you. He lowered himself into a crouch, the floorboards settling under his weight, bringing his gaze level with theirs. His voice was quiet, carefully controlled to mask the tension locking his shoulders. 'You must be you,' he said. 'I’m Jason. You can call me Jay. It’s good to meet you.'