( stalking is a love language of sorts, isn't it? and jason's already admitted to letting tim follow him around as long as it doesn't inconvenience him, it's not going to be long before he starts following dick around, either. but-- )

I wouldn't, if I were you. We've got safehouses throughout Central.

( also not really recommended for kids, but they're all places he'd shove damian at if he showed up. but damian isn't a kid. jason sucks in a breath through his teeth, before he's--dropping a hand down to sift through his pockets for a pen. gestures dick forward once he has it in hand. )

Lend me your arm. ( so he can slouch over and write on it, thank you. he's sure dick would remember it without writing it down (or maybe he wouldn't at this age, jason doesn't knkow know) but this also gives him opportunity to, if dick does let him in close, plant a tracker on him. ) I've got an apartment, not a great one but it's not a rundown warehouse. ( because it's kyle's old apartment that he stole from him to repurposes into a safehouse. ) If shit goes south at the Diadem and you need a quick place to hide.