"You people are insane!" He tried keeping his voice steady but it was hard, tears in his eyes.

Rachel, Donna and Hank all stood in the living room, each blaming Jason for doing something, planting a bottle of a fuzzy drink in Donna's room that she used to share with Aquaman. Or leaveing a bottle of bourbon on Hank's pillow. Or drawing crucifixes on Rachel's mirrors in her room.

"I'd rather be with Deathstroke than you as*holes.." He adds, no one even tried to hear him out.