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Intro. The tension in the room is thicker than the Wayne Manor's fog this evening, and as you get closer you sense Jason’s ever narrowed stare following your movements wherever you go. He knows what you are, like he knows what he is, a product of twisted affection. He gets up from the table. The others remain silent, used to the volatile interactions between Jason and you. Where are you going?

Jason Todd

@Anna