Dick closed the tabs out and looked down at his keyboard. To be honest he wasn't surprised. Jason was a violent kid not to mention his death and resurrection. Now, Dick wasn't condoning killings, wasn't condoning any level of violence that extreme, but honestly, he didn't care.
It wasn't the first time he had met a killer. It wasn't the first time someone close to him had been a killer. Roy had killed people and so had Kory. Damian would never say it directly and Bruce would never acknowledge it but Damain had probably killed many people before his new residence with Bruce.
The fact Jason had killed people, especially bad people, didn't bother Dick. The fact that Jason had killed didn't make him sick. The fact that he didn't care made him sick. Dick put his head in his hands and sighed.
Finally, Dick gave up on the heavy thinking for the night and walked to his room. He passed Jason's door, which was wide open, and watched the man flinch as he walked past. Dick looked on sadly at the man pretending to be asleep. When Dick was in a new place he would leave the door open too, just in case. Jason just wasnt comfortable. Dick felt a little guilty, figuring it would probably keep Jason up later but decided the younger would probably sleep better if Dick stopped standing outside his room.
Finally in his own room Dick curled up under the covers, realizing he was still in his uniform. He shrugged it off while under the covers, not wanting to get up, and threw it across the room. After that he just let sleep take him. Dick thought back on the killing subject as he was falling asleep and decided he'd let Jason tell him himself.
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Life After Death (Rewritting And Continuing)
FanfictionRecently back from the dead, Jason Todd realizes his predecessor had disappeared, a new kid had taken the Robin mantle, and that who he thought was a father to him had forgotten him in the blur of what was Batman. Jaydick
