[ roy sputters lamely while his toy goes sailing a few feet out of reach, but like most small upsets, he's over it pretty quick. besides, it's more about the joy of shenanigans than anything else, and at least it wasn't the foot he was trying to stick in your face, okay?

'fucked up and got himself beat to death' gets jason a light but sharp flick against the back of the closest hand. quit that shit, sunshine, and roy lolls his head to cast a glance over the shoulders they're slouching together, checking to make sure jason's not floating off somewhere shadowy in his head. Bitty Jay being a ready reminder of all that heavy and dark past, and the kid he was before it happened to him, can't be easy on jason. ]

Want me to make a time-out cell? I'm not afraid to put baby badass in the corner.

[ honestly, roy's kind of looking forward to meeting this kid. absolutely expecting him to be a huge pain in the ass, but, like most jason todds, he could probably use someone on his side more than he'll admit. ]

Mini You probably just has a lot of shit to work through. We were all assholes at that age. [ roy, you're still an asshole. ] What about you? How'd this year I missed treat you?