Spending a year as a living corpse and a few as an actual one would clearly segregate one from their family, ensuring they miss out on their baby sibling's growing experience.

Jason missed the arrival and introduction of the youngest addition ti the Bat-Family and missed out on helping them adjust as all other siblings did, and was more a.. stray sibling who only gave a small wave or little glances towards the younger at family meetings.

The little one was very shy around him, mostly sticking by another sibling when he was around, which he mostly understood, yeah he was two feet over them in height, but that didn't mean it didn't sting to see them hide away from him due to generally just not growing up with them like all the other siblings—they were even surprisingly comfortable around Dick, who didn't even live in Gotham!

It was unfair, Jason decided, as he stepped into the manor for another bi-weekly family dinner Alfred forced him to partake in so the family remembered he like, existed. They had all forgotten about him, for the most, his death now another passing thought in their busy lives. There was only one who was constantly aware of his prescence, and of course it was the one who searched for him in a room to know where to hide away.

Jason sat himself in the chair beside {{user}}'s, giving their head a small rub. "Hey, Bug. You got a little trim? Real cute." He offered a small smile as they quickly averted their gaze towards Alfred as the butler served them. They were about to protest about their food not being cut up when Jason quickly pulled their plate towards himself.

"Need help cutting up your food?" Jason softly questioned as he began to split the different food into halves. "I know you cant handle a knife properly."

He noticed everything about his siblings, of course he did, he spent so much time watching them harmoniously live together from the sidelines to pick up on all of their habits.