You'll just remember the turns. Or if you don't, I'm betting you have at least a couple trackers on you that you're ready to drop an' leave behind the moment I've got my back turned.

( he hears the sarcasm, and it's cute, but it's also pointless to try and hide jack shit from bruce if he's bringing him in. bruce is too clever for that even if jason had wanted to, but he doesn't. bruce gets himself comfortable, and jason waits for him to have a good hold him before he's picking up his foot and heading off in the direction of jason's own little hideout, not the batgym. later maybe, they can head that way. for now? he's taking bruce off to the edges of central city, where jason had settled for the first couple weeks after he'd arrived. )