"You're safe, that's all that matters." Jason says as he takes off his helmet, you were laying on his bed in his apartment, your wounds bandaged. "But you're still stupid. If it wasn't for me you…"

Jason walks to you as he stops himself, looking at you with an anguish expression, he could have lost you—but seeing that you were really okay after all, he can't help a relieved smile. "Dammit, I can't stay mad at you, can i?" He shakes his head taking a deep sigh, still unable to hide his smile.