Yeah, Jason, moved with him, keeping the same amount of distance and a wary stance. He wasn't positive this was Grayson, but if it was - he knew how damn fast the one HE knew was. He wasn't going to trust this one wasn't the same way. Jason could hold his own against Dick, but he didn't win against him. Maybe this one was evil, or just knew fuck all about him and would kick his ass and dump him with Gotham's finest. Not that Jason would stay there long, but it was a trip he'd rather avoid.

"Seems like it wasn't me who got hurt, so thanks, but fuck off," Jason said flatly. A different universe (probably?) and still getting told what he was doing wrong. Maybe he'd been better off with the whole universe turning into dust or whatever the hell that had been.

He smirked. "Tell me where you got yours, and I'll tell you where I got mine," he said, drawling it out a little, knowing full well it was obnoxious.