[Jason nods. It's a fair question to ask given how he's looking at the moment and how chaotic the city was just earlier in the day]

Yeah. Got caught right the middle of it. Shit went to hell fast. I was trying to get away and to help out.

[It's almost the entire truth. He was doing what he could to help as the Red Hood but certainly wasn't running away from the danger. That's not how he works. He doesn't regret what he did but that didn't mean he wasn't physically tired.

He looks back at the older man. He seems a little gruff and a blue-collar worker. Not too far off from the people Jason usually sees from his times living in poorer and working-class neighborhoods. Jason's also taking note of the injured knuckles]

What about you? You managed to miss the party?

[There are plenty of reasons to have scraped knuckles so Jason won't assume for now]