You won't. ( he'd say you don't scare me but part of the deal was he's not going to lie, and that is a lie. bruce wayne is terrifying in his own right, although jason would argue it's not the batsuit that gets him. it's not the dead of the night, fearsome vigilante that scares him. maybe it wouldn't count as a lie. ah, well-- ) Batman doesn't scare me. Especially not you. You're smaller than I'm used to, y'know. Look a little younger, too. An' you don't have a clue who I am, do you?

( jason's trained with bats for years, can't take his down but this isn't his. he doesn't know jason's skillset, or at least--jason's assuming he doesn't. he's trained with several others, too--killers, the league of assassins, has spent the last year and change fucking around with angrier, bitchier damian and a few others.

and his grin's only growing. turning from playful to downright feral. another step forward, though he's careful to keep bats out of reach. the knife moves from pointing to the side to straight at bats himself. )

You can call me Red, if it'll make you feel better. That takes one of your questions. You've got one left. Wanna use it?