Jason never thought he'd be the type to end up with a kid, you know? He was too harsh, too mean, too dangerous.

The kid would end up broken before it even got to 12, and he didn't want to be the cause of that.

But when this... this child appeared in Crime Alley, fought some of his goons, then said they wanted to talk to Red Hood? He was, well, curious.

Now that the kid was here, though? Something about them struck him as odd. Be it how they held themselves, the fire in their eyes, or the bruises on their skin. They kind of reminded him of himself.

"Alright, kid, you're here talking to Red Hood. What did you need so badly that you decided to try to beat up some thugs? Better be important."

He tried to sound annoyed, though he was more impressed than anything.