[Jason is starting to piece it together slowly. "Trust him with my life." That's the way that it was supposed to be for him and Bruce, but it hadn't mattered. He hadn't mattered enough. That thought repeats in his head. What does it matter to trust him with a life if the favor isn't returned?

A familiar, angry fire bursts in his stomach. He hates it.

And the odds are that things are the same here. But for some reason, she's so damn insistent.]

And Roy's a part of our merry band, so if he's calling it totally weird, he definitely wouldn't be wrong. All of it is weird. Off, even.

Besides, you should know better than to put your life in my hands. That must've been what I was telling you.