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Ah shit. He should’ve known the moment the heat signatures were reading wrong in his helmet’s interface, but he thought that it could’ve been just the weather. Not that he was hellbent on details after all—not in the moment at the very least. But there they are. It was safe to assume that maybe he got called to Themyscira or some shit --------- or Cassander had boy problems again. Or he was the one having boy problems. Whatever it was, it wasn’t really important now is it. He wasn’t there. That’s that. And the patrol has shifted into someone else that was quite the pleasant surprise nonetheless. In this time of the day, it’s a different group of kids that run the lot. But damn—Conner Kent, and his all-American…ness shoved into night patrol? Shit indeed.
“Huh—” Jason finally hummed. Given the nature of the other, he probably heard him before he even managed to land on his two feet that rang into a heavy metallic thud. When was the last time he saw him? Seemed bigger. He chuckled then. “Kon...” Jason hummed on, leaning over the railing around the rooftop water tank as he looked onto the other with a nod.
“ --------- looks like the runt of the litter is out on a school night...”
