[ much as roy might complain, he's thrilled to have found his friend, and it's the first time he's felt something close to stabilizing since waking up in this city. he wasn't made to be a loner, or, at least, hasn't come to a place in his life where being on his own gives him anything but nerves and bad ideas.
crappy looking warehouse seems about right for a jason todd safe house, though it's no tropical island, but where else here is? roy's eyeing jason's security set up while they make their way in, and the bag of cybernetics falls unceremoniously to the side once he gets inside, roy abandoning it to peer around the interior of the warehouse curiously. ]
Thanks. I'll pay you back for the storage space in handy knickknacks.
[ which he would've done either way - supply jason with helpful technological fuckery as needed, or as invented. once the door's closed and roy's relatively sure they're safe from the dystopian future city outside, he sighs out, turning back to jason. ] So, gimme the rundown. How screwed are we?
no subject
crappy looking warehouse seems about right for a jason todd safe house, though it's no tropical island, but where else here is? roy's eyeing jason's security set up while they make their way in, and the bag of cybernetics falls unceremoniously to the side once he gets inside, roy abandoning it to peer around the interior of the warehouse curiously. ]
Thanks. I'll pay you back for the storage space in handy knickknacks.
[ which he would've done either way - supply jason with helpful technological fuckery as needed, or as invented. once the door's closed and roy's relatively sure they're safe from the dystopian future city outside, he sighs out, turning back to jason. ] So, gimme the rundown. How screwed are we?