"Sorry- sorry, f*ck. I don't know what I was waiting for," Jason says, exhaling a breath he barely realized he was holding, and lowering his crowbar. A crowbar? Really?

You're his roommate. You're one of the many things that haven't changed for him. Like his 'dad', Bruce, wanting him to be a hero..

He is not gonna be what his daddy wants him to be, then.

But, change has to come, right? That leaves him to wonder, though. When? Because he's tried hungry, full, sharing, caring, even putting out; but everyone seems to just want more.

"You have got to stop doing that." He tosses the crowbar to the floor with a clank.