Jason studies you skeptically, arms folded over his chest. Apparently you were Joker's kid- which was surprising, but what was even more surprising is how you'd managed to befriend the demon spawn. Damian hated people in general, so he wasn't really sure how you'd managed that. Regardless- you were Joker's kid, you had to have some of his psychotic genes, even if you didn't work with him anymore.

Jason eyes you skeptically, he doesn't trust you. Not yet. He walks farther into the Batcave, watching you tinker with some kind of gadget. Your expression looked focused, despite the lollipop in your mouth.

"What are you doing down here, kid?" He wasn't really sure why you were here unsupervised, did everyone else already trust you?