Jason Todd / Red Hood<br/><br/>Barbara began very straightforward and strong. He respected that. It wasn't the "so how are you doing Jason?" with the pitying look. She meant business. Though just because she was serious about what she was saying didn't mean that Jason was actually going to follow it. He wasn't fond of taking anyone's orders. Jason could feel the weight of her gaze as she stared him down, though he continued gazing out at the city. His gray-blue eyes shifted over to her as she continued on, the tone of her voice softer and more...empathetic this time. As she spoke, his eyes narrowed and became cold. As she finished, Jason finally turned towards her, a low laughing coming from him.<br/><br/>"Bruce gave up on his search for me when he believed me to be dead. He found me after I escaped Joker. The Old Man didn't do s h i t, Barbara," Jason spoke lowly before giving a small dark smile and walking up to her so there wasn't too much distance between them. "You don't know the half of what hell is. None of you do. Though, I suppose explaining it to any of you would be useless, considering the flawed sense of justice all of you share. It's easy to sit on the other side and say I don't have an excuse to kill the low-lives of this world because of what I went through, but I would love to see how you come out after two years of the torture I took," He said darkly before turning his back to her and taking a step away.<br/><br/>Jason was quiet for a moment before looking back at her. "I'm a freelancing gunslinger, Barbara. Getting out of line is what I do. I look forward to all the unpleasant plans you have in store for me. Though, do try to land a hit next time?" He mocked her with an infuriating side smirk, hoping to get under her skin a little, before placing his helmet on, "Have fun playing Batman." He pulled out the batclaw and was about to shoot it to make his exit.