[What Tim says surprises him. Not Dick? Then it's Kate, perhaps, or that alien ... but he decides not to leave it up to chance. Jason pulls off his mask and listens carefully, mouthpiece moved away from his face so that the sound doesn't vibrate through.
Loki.
He fucking brought Loki.
Even better, Loki doesn't sound that good.
His lips twist downward in irritation. There aren't many people Jason would go out of his way to save when he gets like this, when he's honest with himself, but Scarlet was one of them. He wants to shove aside any feelings of giving a damn about Loki to prove Tim wrong, but he can't. Though he can't kick the feeling that Tim only brought him along to use him, either.
Jason stands up, setting down his mask and his gun and his detonation device all at once, slipping out from a busy, cluttered upper corner of the building. He swings down easily moments later. The thing about Jason's movement is that he's always slightly more lumbering than Dick, but that doesn't make him an adequate acrobat. When he lands, he heads over to Loki, eyes slit as he takes a good look at him.]
Is this a pawn? Your way of saving the day? Throwing him in here so I wouldn't push a button?
[His voice is low and angry because, at this point, the last thing he expects is for Tim to genuinely ask Loki for help.]
Action.
Loki.
He fucking brought Loki.
Even better, Loki doesn't sound that good.
His lips twist downward in irritation. There aren't many people Jason would go out of his way to save when he gets like this, when he's honest with himself, but Scarlet was one of them. He wants to shove aside any feelings of giving a damn about Loki to prove Tim wrong, but he can't. Though he can't kick the feeling that Tim only brought him along to use him, either.
Jason stands up, setting down his mask and his gun and his detonation device all at once, slipping out from a busy, cluttered upper corner of the building. He swings down easily moments later. The thing about Jason's movement is that he's always slightly more lumbering than Dick, but that doesn't make him an adequate acrobat. When he lands, he heads over to Loki, eyes slit as he takes a good look at him.]
Is this a pawn? Your way of saving the day? Throwing him in here so I wouldn't push a button?
[His voice is low and angry because, at this point, the last thing he expects is for Tim to genuinely ask Loki for help.]