Rage was something Jason had used often in his line of work. Rage can be a debilitating thing if you don't know how to properly use it. He liked to think that in his time as Red Hood he has come to harness is as a proper tool with the occasional slip up. That being said...he knew you and he knew you hadn't quite gotten the grasp on that fact yet. Whether you bottled it up or simply got to the point you lashed out like a wounded animal...he understood.

So what better way to get it out than in a rage room?

Under the guise of an outing mostly for him, he dragged you to the rage room, sitting up before going inside.

"Don't be shy now, alright? Hit hard, show me up." He chuckled, holding his own bat and taking it to a glass window in the corner. Startling...but maybe therapeutic.