#silencefought

   “I wasn’t asking you for your opinions,” Jason drawls, exhaling a plume of smoke from where he’s propped up against the balcony railing, practically halfway to hanging off of it and tumbling into the hedge below. Wouldn’t be the first time, though Alfred’ll be pissed if he fucks up another hedge.

   He didn’t hear Cass approach, but he doesn’t start when he hears her voice, drifting, disembodied from the shadows in the darkened hallway behind him. Honestly, he’s a little impressed that she took the time to find him after that spat with Bruce—another check mark on the list of things that never change, even if the arguments rotate. Bruce had to mention Cassandra, had to mention something about pulling her off a patrol, and Jason had to go and stick his fucking nose in it like he did with everything because he was allergic to leaving anything well enough alone.

There’s no fooling Cass. He can lie until he’s blue in the face but she sees through the lies, or rather past his words. In fact, sometimes he suspects she doesn’t listen to him at all. And she doesn’t really need to. She’s an expert at reading people’s body movements - a human lie detector and most importantly, she can detect when he’s in a bad mood no matter how hard he strives to maintain a poker face. 

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It’s a speedster’s god given right to be dramatic and he takes full advantage of this right. With a loud, teary eyed cry of “no!” he slumps forehead, pressing his face and arms into the table below him. He lost. Again! How is she winning every time?

  “Considering the fact you’re already laughing at me, I don’t know if sharing the details are a good idea. I came here for advice, and for a breath of fresh air, not to be laughed at.” He huffs, and although he feigns annoyance and general grumpiness, he makes no move to leave. With a heavy sigh, he waters his cactus, the only kind of plant he can handle, before continuing. 

Befriending the past version of a beloved family member had been a happy accident. A dangerous accident. She had always been so careful, so cautious with all of her previous jumps, never directly interacting with the past versions of her family members. Who knows how this interaction will impact the future? It could make it better, it could make it worse, or create a time paradox or something... Despite the risks, Helena finds herself doing it anyway. She’s scared, exhausted and lonely. No one knows who she truly is and what her real goal is - to prevent Bruce and Selina’s future murder. Cass doesn’t know and she wants to tell her so bad.

Just when he thought he was getting better at reading body language and understanding her, he’s proved wrong once more. Then again, fear and guilt are two similar emotions, arguably two sides of the same coin. With guilt people fear the consequences of their actions. They fear the choices they didn’t make.  They fear themselves. Could that be it - could she be feeling guilt?

hawkeye (2012) #11 but it's just ace being a menace out and about in gotham