Really, he should have expected something along those lines. Tim had never been the type to just let things lay, after all. It was what made him such a good Robin and an even better solo vigilante. Jason had spent a long time ignoring that quality, but he'd grown and now he could look at it with a begrudging respect.
He might not like the kid, but he couldn't pretend that he didn't respect him.
Still, catching Red Robin's scent in the slight drizzle of the night was a bit of a surprise. He hadn't thought the kid would have gotten anything from the night before that would tie him to what he'd seen...but maybe he'd missed something. There had been a lot of his blood on the ground, maybe Tim had gotten a sample before he'd ran off.
But what to do about the situation? He pondered it while he knocked a few drunks around, sending them home to lick their wounds before helping up the guy they'd been trying to rob. Then he kept pondering it while he made a circuit of the streets, checking in on the girls who were working to make sure he hadn't missed anything big while he'd been away. One of them had sported a shiny new black eye and he'd fussed over her for a few minutes before she'd laughed and smacked his arm to send him off. And it was only then, when his mood was at it's highest and thus he was less likely to lose his temper, did he grapple easily up onto the roof.
He landed quietly, but not silently, letting the gravel crunch under his boots as he strolled almost casually towards the intruder in his territory. He wasn't hunting. He was as safe as he ever got.
"I'll be nice and give you two minutes to explain to me why you thought it was a good idea to come to my part of the city uninvited before I chase you off with a hail of bullets."
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He might not like the kid, but he couldn't pretend that he didn't respect him.
Still, catching Red Robin's scent in the slight drizzle of the night was a bit of a surprise. He hadn't thought the kid would have gotten anything from the night before that would tie him to what he'd seen...but maybe he'd missed something. There had been a lot of his blood on the ground, maybe Tim had gotten a sample before he'd ran off.
But what to do about the situation? He pondered it while he knocked a few drunks around, sending them home to lick their wounds before helping up the guy they'd been trying to rob. Then he kept pondering it while he made a circuit of the streets, checking in on the girls who were working to make sure he hadn't missed anything big while he'd been away. One of them had sported a shiny new black eye and he'd fussed over her for a few minutes before she'd laughed and smacked his arm to send him off. And it was only then, when his mood was at it's highest and thus he was less likely to lose his temper, did he grapple easily up onto the roof.
He landed quietly, but not silently, letting the gravel crunch under his boots as he strolled almost casually towards the intruder in his territory. He wasn't hunting. He was as safe as he ever got.
"I'll be nice and give you two minutes to explain to me why you thought it was a good idea to come to my part of the city uninvited before I chase you off with a hail of bullets."