He's on the rooftops near the station when he sees her winging toward him. Jason smiles faintly beneath his hood. He isn't frightened or nervous, he isn't even angry yet, though the sight of Ellis when they find him will surely draw that up. Right now, he's content, ready to work, and enjoying the sight of another bird.

He always loved to watch them fly. That never changed, not even when most everything else did.

Jason cocks his head when Barbara lands next to him, something in her bearing bringing with it an unexpected hope, and Jason's voice is surprised, yet almost gentle when he asks, "Going my way?"