[ Tim stays quiet and still when Jason pins him, listening to the throng of attackers rushing past them and gradually growing quieter. He can't really watch them disappear - the problem isn't the darkness, but Jason's proximity. The other ex-Robin is taller than him, broader even with the musculature Tim has worked to develop, and it's hard to tear his gaze away just to try and peer around him. It's better, smarter to stay still and hidden, anyway.
Instead, he takes the chance to observe Jason - this Jason, because he's becoming steadily more convinced that it's not the Jason he knows. There's a distinct lack of his mask, for one thing, the scar for another - but beyond that, there's the lack of weapons, and other differences in his outfit that he can't quite place. But it's still Jason, he's even more sure of that now.
He flexes his hand in Jason's grasp, listens to the sound of his ragged breathing, and with him pressed this close... well, he's glad that his body armor includes certain safeguards in... the lower areas of his body that are doing a good job of keeping things flat, even if it's kind of tightly painful in execution. It strikes him that Jason must be more seriously affected by whatever's in the air here, if he's been stuck in this place without any kind of breathing apparatus for who knows how long, and it sends tension curling through him. He waits until he can't hear anything but Jason's breathing before risking a hushed whisper. ]
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Instead, he takes the chance to observe Jason - this Jason, because he's becoming steadily more convinced that it's not the Jason he knows. There's a distinct lack of his mask, for one thing, the scar for another - but beyond that, there's the lack of weapons, and other differences in his outfit that he can't quite place. But it's still Jason, he's even more sure of that now.
He flexes his hand in Jason's grasp, listens to the sound of his ragged breathing, and with him pressed this close... well, he's glad that his body armor includes certain safeguards in... the lower areas of his body that are doing a good job of keeping things flat, even if it's kind of tightly painful in execution. It strikes him that Jason must be more seriously affected by whatever's in the air here, if he's been stuck in this place without any kind of breathing apparatus for who knows how long, and it sends tension curling through him. He waits until he can't hear anything but Jason's breathing before risking a hushed whisper. ]
We have to get out of here.