[ Of course he remembers Zsasz. He remembers people weeping, children missing, cops doing nothing like always. His mother had kept him so close it smothered him, but he stayed anyway, too scared to mind his lack of room to breathe. (At the time, he had almost reveled in the attention, in the focus his mother put on him, too happy that she was around and sober to care that he couldn’t go out and play.) To hear that Damian killed him? That was—
His brother killed him. Zsasz was vile and his brother ended that. He ended that reign of terror.
His brother was a hero.
“And then, when you—“
All that wasn’t said there spoke so much louder than everything else Damian said after. Jason wasn’t a fool. He wasn’t dumb, he knew what people were saying when they weren’t saying anything. People said so much when they said nothing at all. ]
You killed…you killed the Joker. [ He said, dumbfounded, shocked, and-- happy. ] He’s gone. He’s. H-He’s—
[ Jason felt terrible for smiling, but he couldn’t help himself. It was all broken, all rough around the edges as he felt himself getting close to crying again, but for the first time since his brother initially found him he felt actual relief instead of the gut-wrenching stress of it all. ]
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His brother killed him. Zsasz was vile and his brother ended that. He ended that reign of terror.
His brother was a hero.
“And then, when you—“
All that wasn’t said there spoke so much louder than everything else Damian said after. Jason wasn’t a fool. He wasn’t dumb, he knew what people were saying when they weren’t saying anything. People said so much when they said nothing at all. ]
You killed…you killed the Joker. [ He said, dumbfounded, shocked, and-- happy. ] He’s gone. He’s. H-He’s—
[ Jason felt terrible for smiling, but he couldn’t help himself. It was all broken, all rough around the edges as he felt himself getting close to crying again, but for the first time since his brother initially found him he felt actual relief instead of the gut-wrenching stress of it all. ]