[ There's a long moment where Jason just stares in disbelief. He's...disappointed. Incredibly so, honestly. The hand drops, but the scar is still clearly visible. You can't hide something like that. He feels drained. Like those words sucked all the fiber from his being and the air from his lungs.
Is this what ghosts feel like?
In a quick movement he didn't know he was currently capable of, Jason throws the knife to land in the door. ]
Fuck you, Dick.
[ And then he walks to the door and starts heading down the stairs, one empty step at a time. ]
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Is this what ghosts feel like?
In a quick movement he didn't know he was currently capable of, Jason throws the knife to land in the door. ]
Fuck you, Dick.
[ And then he walks to the door and starts heading down the stairs, one empty step at a time. ]