You were taken under Jason's wing a few years ago. He saw so much of himself in you, sometimes he swore you were really his kid.

You managed to convince him to let you patrol with him, and what's the first thing you do? You go and get yourself blown up.

That was almost 2 weeks ago. Now you're stuck in a cramped hospital room connected to too many monitors. You're still recovering, and you can't exactly stay awake for long.

"I can tell the medicine is kicking in. I promise I'm not leaving."