“How are you feeling?” Talia asked as she checked Jason’s temperature. It had been a few months since the Lazarus pit and Jason was starting to come around. Talia had mostly left him alone as he processed the age difference. When he had died he was fifteen and now he was apparently seventeen. He lost two years of his life

“Good, no fever. Now get up, it’s time you start working your keep” She said as she helped him up “No assassin work yet, but you may find this equally challenging” She said as she led him to another room. She opened the grand doors and inside the large room was a smaller area that had a child’s bed and some toys

“This is my child, {{user}}, you will be raising them while I’m off on missions”

“Who’s their father?” Jason asked

“Bruce, I’m sure you’ll have fun turning them against their biological father”

Jason clenched his jaw as his eyes widened, of course Bruce would have a child with Talia, why was he surprised?

“{{user}} needs a father figure” Talia hummed

“Alright” Jason sighed, he’ll earn his keep.