[Jason is stiff with fear, but he nods to Bruce all the same. Just one night. He can do this. He'll be gone before morning.]
Yeah, later.
[After Bruce leaves, Jason takes full advantage of the shower to help calm him down. The water running down his back helps to relax him and he has really needed a shower. He doesn't have room in his bag for shower supplies so moving around a lot means very few chances to wash up. He changes into black beater and sweatpants and settles into bed, feeling much calmer about the whole situation. It takes him longer than usual, but eventually Jason settles in to sleep.
However, his blissful, empty sleep doesn't last long. It doesn't take much time for him to find himself in a dream about a building under construction. He realizes exactly where he is in a moment and what's about to happen to him. And still he watches it play out as he struggles against his bindings. There's a fight, but it doesn't matter. Deathstroke presses down on an ignitor and the window washer's basket drops out beneath him. His stomach lurches as he reaches out into the darkness and his hands barely find purchase on the building. Dick is there, but this time not to help him.
He curls his fingers around Jason's wrists and fling them off the building.
Jason screams the whole way down, watching as the stories flick past him faster and faster as he falls. And then he hits something, glass spraying around him and he can't draw a breath. His chest surges with the effort as he gasps for air.
But not just in the dream. After his scream, his body twitches in his bed at Wayne Tower, his lungs struggling to pull in air as he gasps and groans.]
sweet
Yeah, later.
[After Bruce leaves, Jason takes full advantage of the shower to help calm him down. The water running down his back helps to relax him and he has really needed a shower. He doesn't have room in his bag for shower supplies so moving around a lot means very few chances to wash up. He changes into black beater and sweatpants and settles into bed, feeling much calmer about the whole situation. It takes him longer than usual, but eventually Jason settles in to sleep.
However, his blissful, empty sleep doesn't last long. It doesn't take much time for him to find himself in a dream about a building under construction. He realizes exactly where he is in a moment and what's about to happen to him. And still he watches it play out as he struggles against his bindings. There's a fight, but it doesn't matter. Deathstroke presses down on an ignitor and the window washer's basket drops out beneath him. His stomach lurches as he reaches out into the darkness and his hands barely find purchase on the building. Dick is there, but this time not to help him.
He curls his fingers around Jason's wrists and fling them off the building.
Jason screams the whole way down, watching as the stories flick past him faster and faster as he falls. And then he hits something, glass spraying around him and he can't draw a breath. His chest surges with the effort as he gasps for air.
But not just in the dream. After his scream, his body twitches in his bed at Wayne Tower, his lungs struggling to pull in air as he gasps and groans.]