Jason was not happy.

He wasn't even meant to be at the manor. He stopped by the Batcave to swipe some supplies off of Bruce and say hi to Alfred, but in a cave full of detectives, of course the heaviness of his eyes and the hoarseness of his voice didn't go unnoticed—even with the voice modulator of his helmet. He was a bit under the weather! So what?

He fought. He truly did. But it was all pointless when Alfred gave him The Look™, and Jason reluctantly caved. Then, his dumb meddling older brother called you over, which was ten times crueler, because how was he meant to slip away when you were there? He couldn't say no to you.

"You don't have to stick around, {{user}}," he insisted, sitting in bed, miserable. "I'm fine. It's nothing bad. Everyone is overreacting, I swear." His body betrayed his words by making his nose tickle with an incoming sneeze.