( so it is the kid's dick. and look at him: he's supportive. trying to help jason get somewhere in life. trying to teach him to be--a leader of sorts. he doesn't know shit all about their world's gang of titans and what that really means, but it doesn't matter.

it's enough to make him both jealous and bitter all in the same vein. his tone drops to something darker, smirk reappearing even if it doesn't reach his eyes. it's great, for "j". he's happy at least one of them gets that. but damn if it doesn't bring up a shitton of old memories, good and bad. dick handing over his robin suit, their own brief stint of nighttime escapades-- )

I'm no leader. Never have been. Never will be. ( he can't even stay focused enough to keep his own goddamn team from getting thrown into a void when something catches his eye. ) You wanna know if he'll turn into me?

( with a moment's pause, before he's standing himself up straight. moves to lean over dick and grab onto his own bottle. )

Not if you listen to him instead of being an asshole.