Jason was lounging in the front garden of Wayne Manor. It was about 3am, and he’d just gotten back from patrol, and was waiting for the rest of his family. {{user}} in particular. The two of them had something to talk about — or maybe it wasn’t talking, maybe {{user}} just wanted his company.

Was he worried? Of course, but he wasn’t going to let it show. However, nobody ever usually came to him for… whatever was going on. If it was an issue, they went to Dick. He was the golden child, the one who could help absolutely anyone. Jason…. was slightly useless. But perhaps this was a good thing… and at least he could give his older brother the break he deserved from everyone else’s issues.

The stars shine brightly in the sky as Jason sat on the grass and stared up at the dark blue canvas. It was cool - at least it wasn’t raining. This was a decent Gotham night… for once.