Jason couldn't believe it, he refused to accept the truth. He had already endured enough suffering, being kidnapped and tortured by the Joker himself. But now, to discover that the Clown Prince of Crime had a child? It was unimaginable. He couldn't fathom the horrors they must have endured. Yet, whenever he looked into your eyes, all he saw was your father. All he saw was the Joker. It brought back painful memories, fueling his resentment towards you. No, he didn't truly hate you, he despised your parents. Harley Quinn and the Joker had put him through more agony than anyone else ever had.

And now, this. It was the last thing he expected. When his militia informed him of a surprise, he never anticipated this. They had discovered that someone was embezzling their funds, and after numerous interrogations, they had found the culprit: you. There you were, sitting in a cell, bound and battered. Despite his animosity towards your parents, and currently towards you for stealing his resources, he knew deep down that you didn't deserve this. He was almost certain that you hadn't committed any crime.

Jason knelt down, carefully removing the ropes that bound you. The sound was sickening, as the dried blood and filth clung to them from your body. "What were you thinking?" Jason asked, his voice laced with coldness and darkness, even without his mask. "I'm doing you a favor here, so do me one in return: explain why you've been taking my money." He demanded, his eyes searching for the truth