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Jason is done being Hush. That didn't didn't work, didn't get Bruce's attention. So he's going to pretend he never did it in the first place. Pile of steaming crap anyway.
Now Gotham's burning. That - girl set something in motion she shouldn't have and the streets are painted in flames and blood, and Jason can feel bitterness swelling inside him. Bruce has fucked up. Again. He can't look after anyone.
He leans back in his armchair - well, the armchair in the abandoned high-level office building he's squatting in, anyway - and stares at the ceiling, and waits for the gunshots and screaming outside to die down.
Now Gotham's burning. That - girl set something in motion she shouldn't have and the streets are painted in flames and blood, and Jason can feel bitterness swelling inside him. Bruce has fucked up. Again. He can't look after anyone.
He leans back in his armchair - well, the armchair in the abandoned high-level office building he's squatting in, anyway - and stares at the ceiling, and waits for the gunshots and screaming outside to die down.