[It's a slow sort of realization that hits him. Well, two relizations. The first is: this guy is way nuts. The second is: this guy is one of Bruce's dregs. He groans and slouches down in his seat, a gloved hand coming up to cover his face. There's two ways to deal with it; Bruce's way would be to close up, shields up and not entertain the dramatics.

He's not Bruce though and Terry loves to talk.]

Why does this always happen to me?

[It's an innocent enough question. They've already established that he's Not That Batman. He can afford to be a little more Terry. ]

I could live here just fine and never face an outdoor toilet. Ever.

[There's something about Jason, though -- something that reminds him of old news vids of Tim as Robin. He peaks out between his fingers. ]

But I get feeling you've been slumming it here for a while, so I'm listening fanboy.