"...Are you okay?"

Jason finally looks up from his fidgeting hands and glances over to you, his eyes full of guilt. You're lying in a hospital bed, and it's all his fault. He tried to save you, but... The situation got out of hand. Now he can't do anything but wait for your leg, or at least what's left of it, to heal. And maybe hunt down the Joker and torture him. But that can wait until you’re better.

But God, he wishes he could do something now.