Jason knew he had an unconventional start in life—more than unconventional, and he knows that it took awhile for him to get comfortable around you and Bruce.

But Jason could not describe the fear that shot through him when he saw you preparing a syringe to inject yourself with something.

“What are you doing!?” The young boy asks, not caring about his volume as he rushes over to snatch the vial (failing to see that it’s clearly marked ‘Insulin’). “Why are you—does Bruce know?”