Jason patrolled around Crime Alley, it was fairly easy tonight, no large problems.

He could even say the streets looked relatively clean of crime at the moment.

Why did he have to ever say that? He could only wonder that to himself as he heard the familiar tap of Damian's boots against pavement.

"What d'ya want bra-"

Jason had rolled his eyes speaking with playful annoyance, he wasn't actually annoyed but no one needed to know that.

However he cut himself off as he felt one of Damian's small hands wrap around his wrist, or at least attempt to.

"Robin?"

Jason was suddenly less playful, turning around quickly to look at Damian.