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Jason got ready to argue with her, telling her that wondering about ‘what if’ wouldn’t help him. How could it, when all it did was fill him with resentment towards Willis, his mom and himself for not being there for him. For not being better. For not being good enough to keep them around.

But Jason’s eyes darted to the clock once he saw her subtle glance to her watch.

Time’s up.

Game over, doc.

But her parting comment, made Jason pause. He eyed her suspiciously. ’'What kind of a challenge?”

“It’s more difficult than it seems.” She forewarns him. “But it’s just a thought exercise. I do it myself.”

If she could pitch this right, then maybe, maybe he might come back for another session. 

Taking the blank, moleskin journal from the table between them, she holds it in both hands. “Three things, every day, that you are grateful for. Different things. Every day. It can be something as simple as being grateful that the birds were singing outside. Or more complicated... I’m wondering if you’d be up to trying it between now and... Well, whenever we see each other next.”

She held the journal out to him, waiting to see if he’d take it.

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And Jason couldn’t help it.

He scoffed.

“Jason Todd is worth nothing compared to Robin,” he bit back, fury and shame burning bright in his gut. “He had to resort to crime to make it through the winter. He scrounged his meals from dumpsters. As Robin, as Bruce’s partner, I can make a difference, both for myself and for the city. Why would want to ‘just’ be Jason Todd, when I can be so much more?”

Leslie was calm, unflinching, allowing Jason to snarl, the self loathing in his voice ringing out clearly.

"Well that's just the thing. Isn't it? Jason Todd had to do those things. If he had been given a choice? An alternative. If things had been different? Would he have done the same thing if given another chance?

Discreetly, Leslie caught the time on her wristwatch and fought against the urge to sigh. They were just starting to get into it...

"I have a challenge for you. If you think you're up to it." She allowed just a hint of doubt into her voice in an attempt to goad him slightly.

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''She's -- I don't know, she looks at me like she's hearing the stuff I'm not telling her, and it's freaking me the fuck out.''

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Just a thought exercise.

Jason still didn’t trust it, didn’t see the point of it, but he understood what she was offering.

Bruce had expressed his worry. And he’d continue to express his worry if Jason would leave it with only the one meeting; there’d be no telling what else he might make him do to elevate that worry. Leslie was offering… almost like a cover, to keep Bruce off his back.

He couldn’t quite figure out her angle – maybe she really wants to help, idiot – but Jason rose up from his seat, journal still in hand. “Guess I’ll see you next week then, doc.”

Hope bloomed in the wake of his statement and Leslie smiled, whatever his motivation, agreeing to come back in any case was a milestone and she was proud of him for it.

She got to her feet, following his lead. "Excellent. Thank you Jason. And here-" Leslie handed him a slip of paper. "My contact details, if you ever want to get in touch between visits. Better to have them and not need them..."

"Same time next week work alright for you? I can work around any rehersals or clubs you have after school."

Reblog if it is totally, 100% fine to send anonymous comments to your muse pertaining to the events in your RP

Example, if your muse kisses another muse, it is totally fine for you to get on anon and congratulate my muse, or to say that the other muse isn’t right for them. I will answer ic.