[ Jason self consciously and unsuccessfully tries to pat his hair down a little, and now he kinda wishes he could have put something on these bruises to cover them up as well, but the fact that she's here after last night... he has a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach.
There are several things he knows he should ask her, starting with: What are you doing here? What happened to your neck? Why are you here, I thought you'd hate me by now? Questions he should ask to seem less suspicious. But it's hard to lie to her face like that when he looked into her eyes as Robin last night. ]
How are you?
[ Is what he settles on, because it seems neutral enough. This could go either way, he still tells himself. ]
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There are several things he knows he should ask her, starting with: What are you doing here? What happened to your neck? Why are you here, I thought you'd hate me by now? Questions he should ask to seem less suspicious. But it's hard to lie to her face like that when he looked into her eyes as Robin last night. ]
How are you?
[ Is what he settles on, because it seems neutral enough. This could go either way, he still tells himself. ]