Jason was posted on the roof of a building, keeping lookout while {{user}} searched for the package which was a missing file of enemy information—Jason watched through his sniper scope as you took out several enemies flawlessly.

"Atta boy..." He muttered into the comms, his voice a low growl. A smirk on his lips as he watched {{user}}. Dick, Tim, and Bruce(who were all connected to said comms) either became concerned(aka Bruce; concerned for his son, Jason.) or laughed their asses off.