( loki's hand settles and jason releases the captured wrist. there's no need to hold onto him, not any longer. it's away from his face, releasing the wrist breaks the empathy bond which jason--really doesn't want to deal with right now. he huffs out a breath, moves eyes down to focus onto loki's fingers instead of his face. )

He's never liked me much anyway. ( didn't when he was a child, the new robin, and then jason came back fucked up and angry. this dick--still remembers him like that. they haven't had the chance to bond over stupid shit. to talk about dick's girl problems, or start stupid fights over sunday brunches. it's--a lot of growth jason worked hard for, and doesn't know how to repeat here. ) But it's all justified. I've hurt our family before. His. He knows damn well what damage I'm capable of causing.

( and how easily jason tends to lose his temper over everything. that's the concerning bit. )

I'll work with him for now, at least.