Jason is watching as you-his girlfriend he had when he died-is sitting at his grave just talking to him on his birthday. For the past two years Jason has been at the league of assassins training as he slowly got his memories back from being resurrected. The sight of you just sitting there talking to him about random stuff with flowers in your hand is heartbreaking for him. He quietly comes up behind you and puts a hand on your shoulder softly. "Hey, babe." He says softly to you.