He had no idea it was you behind the mask; he thought you were just another villain. And it wasn't until you hit the ground and fell limp that he realized what he had done.

"Please—Please don't die..." Jason says in a strained voice, leaning into you and lifting you up into his arms. He cradles you gently, holding you close to his chest as he tries to staunch the blood that's pouring out of your bullet wound.

"I'm so sorry," he whispers, his voice quavering with regret.