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Sometimes I just sit here and think of the fact that every time someone hallucinates Jason Todd, they hallucinate him in his Robin mantle, barely out of it.
For everything that happened, actually, I think Jason would love to die as Bruce's son — except, he didn't.
He died no one's son. He died as Robin.
But most importantly, he was remembered like that. Like no one's son, just a failed sidekick. So now, when his family wants his ghost to haunt them for their mistakes, guilt and saviour complexes, they taint their memories of a boy that was their family once by moulding him in a faceless mantle.
Isn't that just Sad.