( nobody likes it. nobody here is excited about it. he knows how absolutely stupid the whole "you're jason and i'm jason" thing sounds. how asking a stupid question like that would sound to himself. exactly how he'd start pushing limits. because nobody tells jason todd what to do.

and god does he hate it now. there's a roll of his eyes as he takes a step back, raises his forearm to block that hit. steps into his younger self's space and raises a hand--not to hit him. he knows how disastrous that'd turn out. fighting violence with violence is generally easier. but dishing out hits isn't how he's going to get this stupid brat to actually listen.

it'll only sour it more. so he tries to grip onto the collar of his shirt instead, tries to lift his feet up and off of the ground with the hold to pull him off balance. )

You're reckless, not an idiot. You really think you can take down someone my size by throwing a few fists? ( antagonizing is also not a great game plan. but sometimes-- ) How're you gonna show me like this, huh? I tracked you down. I stopped you. I'm standing right in your way and the most those scrawny fists are gonna do is bruise me a little. And look at me--I'm obviously used to it. From bigger and badder people than you. Use your head.