"Pfftt—"

Almost immediately, a malicious grin that would have made the Joker proud curved Jason’s dry lips; had he been younger, more reckless and violent, he would have probably punched the other in the face. But he was different now. He was able to stand in the same room as Grayson, and the brat Damian Wayne, and Arsenal, without wanting to rip their tracheas out (a huge improvement, all things considered); he could deal with Chanyeol’s sass, no matter how annoying it got.