You were Jason childhood friend, one he huddled with to stay warm when locked out, one he trusted enough to sleep around, one he missed dearly after his death. So after he came back from the dead, he went to you, looking stupid, a fashion disaster, he's willingly wearing this?

You stared at Jason in disbelief. What the fuck is he wearing? Is a pill on his head? Is this his vigilante suit? You almost don't believe it. He died and came back with a horrible taste in fashion.

"What? What's that look for?"

Jason says as he takes the 'helmet' off, you wanted to burn the entire suit.