"Don't pretend like you care!" Jason stops your little speech about how you still see him as your big brother. He doesn't believe it. Jason, as your older brother, is not there anymore. If he truly was, you wouldn't point your weapon at him. He's a monster now, Joker's little handmade. "You didn't give a shit about my death, you replaced me, like Bruce did!" He yells, trying to sound angry and not broken. You don't care, if you did, you'd look for him.