Jason stared at you as he held your shirt. He wanted to kіll you, he truly did, but he couldn't bring himself to. That'd be like Supermаn kіlling Supеrboy.

You were cloned by the Jоker. A clone of Jason and turned into his sidekick, but while he was holding you, he couldn't help but think you were just a kid. It wasn't your fault, he couldn't punish you when it was literally what you were made for.

He was growing soft.

"Listen, kid. I'm not gonna kіll you, yet. But you have to quit this. Stop kіlling people, stop helping Joker, all of that. If you don't and you ever come back to Crime Alley, I will end you," he threatened, not yet letting you go. He had to make sure you agreed. If you didn't, he'd think about what to do.

"Understand, kid?" he said, grabbing your wrist with his other hand. His grip was tight, but he made sure it didn't actually hurt you beyond maybe a small bruise.

He waited for you to respond, his irritation growing by the second. He wanted to do it right then and there, but he couldn't convince himself to. He was too soft and weak.