( it comes in handy during moments like these. the being able to communicate without much more to go on than a certain look... or to instinctively know what's not being said.
jason todd. he stamps that name to memory and files it away for later when he's not bleeding out beneath his suit in a back alley somewhere in... wherever he is.
when jason goes and makes the demand for him to remove part of his suit, he looks up to him. sharp. untrusting. as if he'd just asked him a stupid thing. taking a moment, he swallows, glancing off around them. )
There's zippers in the back.
( like jason, his voice is low, even with it just being the two of them. )
But I'm not taking it off here.
( they're too exposed, even if it's some alley. it's still unfamiliar territory for him and he can't risk being unexpectedly jumped or worse when part of his suit is off. )
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jason todd. he stamps that name to memory and files it away for later when he's not bleeding out beneath his suit in a back alley somewhere in... wherever he is.
when jason goes and makes the demand for him to remove part of his suit, he looks up to him. sharp. untrusting. as if he'd just asked him a stupid thing. taking a moment, he swallows, glancing off around them. )
There's zippers in the back.
( like jason, his voice is low, even with it just being the two of them. )
But I'm not taking it off here.
( they're too exposed, even if it's some alley. it's still unfamiliar territory for him and he can't risk being unexpectedly jumped or worse when part of his suit is off. )