Left a message for Clark was never not gonna just be a little mind blowing. The fact that anyone could just give Superman a ring whenever they felt like it ... yeah. It made Jason wonder again if his Dick could do that, if he ever had. There was a shitton that Jason didn't know, probably. Would never know.

He finished with his boots and then sat back, aware of the uneasiness between them. With the Dick he knew, Jason would have pulled at that tension, made it worse with sarcasm and insults. But this wasn't the same guy, and Jason needed him. Plus he was being decent, so it was just left feeling ... awkward? Strained? Like what family dinner probably felt like when you had to go with relatives you didn't actually know except you shared a name. Or he'd guess, anyway.

"Yeah ... I could eat, I guess. I can find somewhere to crash though, if you've got a spare burner phone I can keep on me," Jason offered, just because it felt like he should.