It's not funny. I don't know why I'm smiling, but I think if I stop -

His eyes hurt, too much pressure behind them and stinging out, and Jason blinks until they don't, both his hands fisted around his stupid can to stop him helping Bruce to the ground. The way Bruce is holding himself, he might make it there anyway, bowed under the weight of all the wrong regrets.

"You only failed me once," says Jason, "and it's not the time you mean. I'd go to that warehouse again. I'd try to save her again. Those were my choices, and they weren't wrong. He was wrong."