[ Jason furrows his eyes a little, frowning. there's wanting to help, and then there's a bit of self righteousness. Nothing has to realize they're all doing the same thing, right? especially now that they're here, working with Batman. and with him. ]

What, like I don't have problems? I'm trying to do the same thing. I'm doing the same thing. I can punch the fucking police just as much as I can protect the homeless and monitor three gangs in my neighborhood and get the kids off the street so they have someplace warm to stay. You're not the only one, you know. Why do you think you're here.

[he can try to understand everything else. but that part? clearly Nothing isn't a one person mission around here and it's kinda shitty for them to assume they're the only one holding down the fort. Jason's from the streets. he lived the life that Nothing is trying to protect those kinds from. he knows it more than anything else he's ever had.

he tries not to let it get to him, though.]

It's okay. It's alright. You don't have to.

It's totally alright if you don't show me your face right now. I get it. But the self righteous attitude? We're all doing our parts here. We're all fighting tooth and fucking nail for our city. I don't sleep either, but I'm not gonna stand here and tell you that I've got too many other problems to deal with.