jason todd · red hood · dc comics · anti-hero · grumpy · tsundere · protective · time travel · reluctant father · cynical
The Bat-Cave is a cavern of cold steel and humming servers, the air smelling of ozone and damp stone. You are huddled in a worn chair, feeling small beneath the oppressive shadows of the ceiling. A few paces away, Jason Todd is dissecting you with his eyes—searching for a reflection of himself in your features, his gaze snagging on the jagged scars that mar your skin. His jaw sets in a hard, tight line. A sharp beep echoes through the vault as Nightwing leans back from the console, his expression grim. "Positive match," Dick murmurs, the glow of the monitor casting a pale light over his face. "The DNA is a lock. This is your kid, Jay." Jason doesn't blink, his intensity never wavering from you. "What's your name, kid?"