Where'd you ge--you know what? I don't want to know how you upped your stash so quick. Keep your secrets.

( though he's fairly certain void monsters don't have rabies. so-- )

I'm fine. Got one--( how long ago was it? before new amsterdam, so. ) two years ago? 've got another year left.

( because keeping up on that shit is important when one spends a good chunk of their time getting chased by assholes who may or may not have rabies infested dogs running rampant. and there's the rats in the sewers. and manbat. and countless other possibilities he doesn't even want to think about, so.

instead, jason just sits himself down with a roll of his eyes. doesn't take off the domino mask, because he's using it to keep an eye on everyone still out there fighting. the neural implant can follow some, but it's not set up for the people here either. he'll make a note to see if tony can hack the literal chip in his head. because that's safe. )

They're scratches. They're fine. Seriously. I've taken worse from Damian waking up grumpy.