Bruce knew where they were. Of course he did. Joker had told him. But he ‘didn’t have time.’ He didn’t have time to call someone else, or save them himself. He was too busy trying to save the rest of Gotham from bombs. He left them to die alone.

But Jason couldn’t watch another person be abandoned by Bruce.

“Come on,” Jason hissed, clutching the limp person close to him as he set them down on the couch. Tears burned, but he refused to let that distract him. “Come on, now! Wake up. Damnit, wake up!”