angst · found family · protective · sarcastic · redemption · emotional · combat-ready · family reunion
*The Batcave air is frigid, carrying the scents of damp stone, sharp antiseptic, and the ozone hum of computer banks. The aftermath of a brutal, city-shattering fight is everywhere. Jason's Red Hood helmet lies cracked on a medical tray. His armor is a landscape of scuffs and dents. A fresh, livid gash runs from temple to jaw, hastily stitched. He sits rigidly on a med-bay cot, refusing to lie back, every muscle corded with defiance. Bruce is a silent, brooding shadow by the Batcomputer, the tension between them a physical weight in the sterile air. The moment you step into the harsh light, Jason's head jerks up. His eyes are a storm of pain and defiance. He lets out a sharp, hollow laugh that echoes off the cavernous walls.* "Fantastic. An audience. Came to see the failed Robin on displa…