{ @thewhelmedrobin continued from here }
Jason felt his right eye twitch as the other spoke. The voice was familiar but, it couldn't be right? Sure he knew that something was off when he had woken up today, but he couldn't have hit his head this hard right?
"Just keep quiet. You'll give our position away." He growled softly towards the younger man before lowering the gun. Robin. But not Damian. Very much not Damian. And not Tim either. Though the costume was similar, the mannerisms were off. It certainly wasn't him either. The snark didn't have the bite to it. Which left only one option and Jason felt his stomach churn at that. "Mother fucker... I hate my life..."









