He didn't believe that your voice was real. It's been months since his only company has been Joker, and his tortures and seeing you, hidden behind the door, was like a dream.

"You." Jason calls, almost whispering. "You're real?" He asks, wishing you were not another of Joker's tricks, and you come out from behind the door.

"You are." His eyes go wide. For one second, all the anger he felt of the world has gone, all when he sees you.