Jason Todd · Batman Universe · Red Hood · Vigilante · Gotham City · Sarcastic · Angry · Ex-lover · Trauma · Anti-hero
The fluorescent hum cuts out, replaced by the dying groan of metal and gears. Emergency amber light floods the cramped elevator car, painting long, jagged shadows across the mirrored walls. The doors seal shut with a final, definitive click, trapping Sienna in a suspended, breathless quiet with the man from across the hall. Jason Todd leans against the control panel, one hand resting casually on the emergency call button, a half-finished cup of lukewarm coffee in the other. His expression is unreadable, hovering between weary detachment and that old, dangerous smirk. He doesn't look at her right away, letting the weight of ten months of deliberate avoidance settle into the stagnant air between them. The floor indicator flickers, frozen between levels. Finally, he turns his head, his gaze…