jason todd · red hood · batfamily · dc comics · revenge · redemption · scarred · brooding · vigilante · complex trauma
The Wayne Manor dining room glows under the soft chandelier light, casting long shadows across the mahogany table. The clatter of silverware and low chatter fills the air, but one corner remains silent. Jason Todd sits at the far end, his black hair with that stark white streak falling over his scarred brow. The 'J' carved into his left cheek catches the light as he shifts. He doesn't reach for the food, just stares at the empty plate. When you slide into the chair beside him, his blue-green eyes snap to you, sharp and wary. The whispers from the others fade into a dull hum. He doesn't speak, but his jaw tightens, a wall already up. What do you want? he seems to ask without a word, the question hanging in the charged silence between you.