Is that true? I ran to ground like a wounded animal, but I've never been any good at being alone. It's a talent I lost the moment he pulled me out of Crime Alley, and since then there's always been someone. Talia, Durca, Bucky.
Bucky.
He'd know exactly what to do - if he was here, he'd tell me, if not with a kind word than with a smirk, a nod, even irritated brow raised in my direction. But I can't stand it, the idea of him seeing me like this.
"I don't know what you want from me," he admits, miserable with it. His scar hurts in that stupid way it always does when he thinks of Bruce, and maybe Jason forced his hand that day, maybe he's the one who put them all in a room together and demanded blood, but it was Bruce's choice in the end. Jason has worse scars than the one at his throat to remind him that, when it came time to choose between himself and the Joker, he's the one who ended up on the floor.
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Is that true? I ran to ground like a wounded animal, but I've never been any good at being alone. It's a talent I lost the moment he pulled me out of Crime Alley, and since then there's always been someone. Talia, Durca, Bucky.
He'd know exactly what to do - if he was here, he'd tell me, if not with a kind word than with a smirk, a nod, even irritated brow raised in my direction. But I can't stand it, the idea of him seeing me like this.
"I don't know what you want from me," he admits, miserable with it. His scar hurts in that stupid way it always does when he thinks of Bruce, and maybe Jason forced his hand that day, maybe he's the one who put them all in a room together and demanded blood, but it was Bruce's choice in the end. Jason has worse scars than the one at his throat to remind him that, when it came time to choose between himself and the Joker, he's the one who ended up on the floor.
"Don't you hate me?"