While Jason was deep in thought, Tim was quiet. Silence was nothing new to him, so it didn't really bother him, and he always appreciated when someone gave him time to think things out before they demanded some sort of answer. However, that didn't mean he wasn't anxious about what Jason might thing of the whole thing. His bottom lip was lightly held between his teeth, a nervous habit that he hadn't quite managed to break.
Anyway, the older boy's silence was a sign that he was taking what Tim had to say seriously and was considering it. Tim could be faulted for a lot--he was as damaged as the rest of the Bat kids, in different ways--but his logic was usually pretty sound.
At first the response genuinely confused him, because it was so far from anything that he'd been expecting. He sooner would have thought Jason would shoot him than tell him that he was the wolf he'd run into that night. His mouth fell open as the realization hit him, and for a moment he could hardly breathe.
Pieces started to fit together in his head. The kind of people that were being hunted. The way the wolf had looked at him. Jason believing him about there being a werewolf without nearly as much of a fight as he might have expected. Instantly Tim knew that the older vigilante wasn't lying.
He was the wolf.
It was only years of strict training that enabled him to resist the urge to stutter out Jason's name. They were in uniform and that would be terribly dangerous, but he was absolutely stunned. "You..." Tim breathed, still sounding a little breathless. "I--Hood, I..." It had been an awful long time since he'd struggled so hard with words. Coherent thoughts weren't exactly popping up left and right. "We can't just--You can't just--if B finds out, he's going to do something!" Suddenly, Tim was terrified. The two of them fought something awful, and if Bruce thought Jason was a literal monster, what would he do to stop him?
"I'll try to help. Cover your tracks and keep him from finding out, but, god, Hood. This is so dangerous, there has to be a better way." Oh, Timothy. Why are you taking this on like it's your problem? Would it not be easier to look the other way? It's that damn conscience of his. It won't allow it. And he won't allow something to happen to Jason.
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Anyway, the older boy's silence was a sign that he was taking what Tim had to say seriously and was considering it. Tim could be faulted for a lot--he was as damaged as the rest of the Bat kids, in different ways--but his logic was usually pretty sound.
At first the response genuinely confused him, because it was so far from anything that he'd been expecting. He sooner would have thought Jason would shoot him than tell him that he was the wolf he'd run into that night. His mouth fell open as the realization hit him, and for a moment he could hardly breathe.
Pieces started to fit together in his head. The kind of people that were being hunted. The way the wolf had looked at him. Jason believing him about there being a werewolf without nearly as much of a fight as he might have expected. Instantly Tim knew that the older vigilante wasn't lying.
He was the wolf.
It was only years of strict training that enabled him to resist the urge to stutter out Jason's name. They were in uniform and that would be terribly dangerous, but he was absolutely stunned. "You..." Tim breathed, still sounding a little breathless. "I--Hood, I..." It had been an awful long time since he'd struggled so hard with words. Coherent thoughts weren't exactly popping up left and right. "We can't just--You can't just--if B finds out, he's going to do something!" Suddenly, Tim was terrified. The two of them fought something awful, and if Bruce thought Jason was a literal monster, what would he do to stop him?
"I'll try to help. Cover your tracks and keep him from finding out, but, god, Hood. This is so dangerous, there has to be a better way." Oh, Timothy. Why are you taking this on like it's your problem? Would it not be easier to look the other way? It's that damn conscience of his. It won't allow it. And he won't allow something to happen to Jason.