Aha. Tim, as he'd guessed. "He's lucky to know you," he says, with a faint smile. "I didn't meet Tim until I got whisked off to Wonderland. Seems like a good kid. I wasn't very nice to him when he told me who he was." To Jason's credit, he only threatened to punch the boy's face in - he hadn't followed through with it.

In Jason's mind, it's complete bullshit that Steph had been given the uniform while having the information about the previous Robins withheld from her. They're not in Gotham, and even if anyone else is eavesdropping on their conversation, there's not much anyone can do with that information. If she was part of Batman's team, she deserves to know who was behind those masks.

"No, Damian's Robin, too," he answers, with a shake of his head. "Son of Batman, and a real jerk about it. Guessing he gets that from his dad. Maybe he's after your time - he knew who I was, but I'd never heard of him. Nightwing's Grayson - first Robin, before me." Jason's mouth flattens into a tight frown. His feelings about Dick have always been complicated.