Whatever

Clark: Spiders?

Bruce: Spiders it is, then.

Clark: No, that wasn't—

I didn’t realize there was in game animation of Cal blowing on his lightsaber like it was a blaster UNTIL I DID AND NOTHING ELSE MATTERED

Cal has zero chill and will tell everyone who breathes in his direction that he’s a Jedi please and thank

Merrin: Do you trust me?

Cal: Of course.

Merrin, more insistently: Cal, do you trust me?

Cal, softly but with a lot of emotion: Yes.

Merrin: *smooch*

Cal, sweet lil dumbass who doesn't want to Assume: Was that for luck?

Merrin: No. For me.

How did this angry, feral 8 year old become Dick???????!!!!

How did this sweet, happy 13 year old become JASON!!?????

“I like to feel really, really alive. I like to drive real fast. I like it when I feel blood pouring out of my head, and I hear it hitting the canvas, with that little sound that blood makes when it hits the canvas. I like to feel when my fingernails are digging into somebody else…”