( yes, because jason knows how much he just loves destroying all his own shit, over and over again. he's done it to himself dozens of times. and this asshole is laughing, laughing with his face, a face he could definitely use to fuck over all of his shit with, with hands that are probably just as used to pulling a lot of unsavory crap as his. he is scared. he's terrified, because the younger him who had been here before hadn't--been so fucked over he resorted to being the kind of person bruce hates most yet.
this one? this one definitely, 100% has. he knows the look on his face. the way he's pushing buttons on purpose. the way he's talking. this one is jason todd, after spending several years in the dark.
so jason grabs hold of a knife out of his jacket, and lunges for him. it's not aimed to kill, but aimed for that nice meaty bit of his shoulder where it'd definitely bleed well, if he managed to shove the blade in far enough.
sometimes you just gotta have a knife fight in the safehouse, this is safe. )
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this one? this one definitely, 100% has. he knows the look on his face. the way he's pushing buttons on purpose. the way he's talking. this one is jason todd, after spending several years in the dark.
so jason grabs hold of a knife out of his jacket, and lunges for him. it's not aimed to kill, but aimed for that nice meaty bit of his shoulder where it'd definitely bleed well, if he managed to shove the blade in far enough.
sometimes you just gotta have a knife fight in the safehouse, this is safe. )