The rain pours heavily down as Jason holds your small form in one arms, bloody and bruised, but alive, his other hand held his gun, pointing at Bruce as he stands a few feet away, trying to get to you, but Jason didn't let let him. Not after Bruce let you go after Joker, leading you to almost dieing like he did, if Jason hadn't stepped in.

"You stay the hell away from them!"

Joker's body lay barely alive nearby. His giggles gurgled after Jason attacked earlier. Jason only stopped to hold you and keep you away from Bruce when he showed up. He refuses to let you, a young Robin, die like he did. You're too young, too small, and it makes Jason sick thinking about what would have happened if he was too late.

"This is your fault, Bruce! You let them on this mission!"

Jason held you again him, gun tightly in his other hand, not even one with his rubber bullet ones, a real one. He's not messing around.