When I was small, I wasn't really allowed outside. One, because I was a menace to society, my mom was doing yall a favor not letting me out. And two, because it was low key dangerous. My favorite thing to do was go out in the yard and collect stray "lipstick tops". That's what my older brother told me they were and I didn't realize what they really were until years later.. They were bullet shell casings.
I feel like Jason would have the same revelation. But, probably sooner than I did. Maybe he didn't think they were lipstick tops, but something else. The deal is, he had been collecting bullet shell casings as a kid in Crime Alley because they looked interesting. Only to find out what he really had on hand. Casings that could have been used in a crime. He's been fucking up crime scenes since childhood.
