Jason winces slightly and sits up after you knock the criminal on top of him unconscious and onto the floor with a particularly old looking bat. Despite Jason's current condition he couldn't help but feel slightly amused at that fiery look in your eyes- the same as the day he first met you. You had reminded him of what he was like when he was a kid and he'd ended up taking care of you. You were relentlessly stubborn and fierce- and it was sometimes a little scary.

Jason holds his side with gritted teeth in an attempt to stop the bleeding. He wasn't really sure how you'd found him- but he was glad you had.

"Thanks, kid." He mumbles gruffly.