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You're just all right letting me think whatever I want about you even when I'm wrong, huh.

[He's not accusatory - more muted than anything.]

[mind_blown]

... I don't want to argue with you. It didn't seem worth it to correct you.

[glossing over that he tried to do so]

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[He snorts, faintly amused]

Shrike did the same thing once, y'know?

[mind_blown]

[he considers]

No.

But it wouldn't entirely surprise me.

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I lost my memory of her in Malik's game. Thought she was a new member that just turned up.

She never corrected me. If we hadn't won, she probably would've just played along like she'd never meant anything to me.

And thought it was better, 'cause no one had to be upset that way.

[mind_blown]

You believed I'd do it.

[he shrugs.]

Somehow it cleared up.

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[He's so tired,,]

So it's my fault for not having enough faith in you?...

[mind_blown]

No.

[that was quick]

It's my fault. I know what kind of persona I project, and that comes with good and bad. It's not worth it to push back on what's wrong, or I'd waste time and energy that no one would believe.

[he pauses, like he's about to say something more, but he exhales, a frustrated sigh.]

I just don't think it's worth fighting over what's accurate or what's not, when it comes to me.

[why it took him literal weeks to ask Joker for a different name.

why he blows past any discomfort.]

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[All this just makes Griffin's brows furrow more and more as he listens to Jason talk.]

It's not like I wanna waste my time convincing people who don't give a shit, either. But if it's someone who actually cares...

[Quietly,] I'd wanna fight for that.

[mind_blown]

...

Guess it's one of those habits I've got that I don't remember why.

Sorry.

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[His face softens, and he shoves his hands in his pockets as he stares down at the sidewalks below.]

...It's fine.

It cleared up anyway, right?

[mind_blown]

[he doesn't believe that, now, coming from Griffin. and he's quiet, leaning over the edge of the roof, considering his next move. thinking of how to respond.]

... You don't have to put up with this.

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[He glances at Jason out of the corner of his eye]

What kinda hypocrite would I be for giving up on someone for their bad instincts?...

[mind_blown]

[he glances at him]

I'm serious. Make things up with Talon, whatever. He needs to know adults give a shit about him.

But you've never needed to put up with my bullshit.

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...You dense motherfucker.

I'm making nice is 'cause I wanna keep putting up with your bullshit.

[mind_blown]

... What?

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[Huffs! But also, rubs his nose and glances away, sheepish]

You heard me.

[mind_blown]

[he shouldn't be surprised, but he is.

maybe a little frustrated.

and maybe a little glad.]

Right, I heard ya.

[there's a long pause.]

... Okay.

[he points at a distant building.]

What's the coolest way you can get over there?

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[Why do you keep changing the subject-- his gaze follows to where Jason's pointing, but he's hesitant.]

The coolest...

I dunno. I shouldn't.

[mind_blown]

You should.

I wanna see it.

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[Griffin chews on his inner cheek, conflicted. But, after a while, he eventually relents with a heavy sigh.]

Fine. But only 'cause you're all invalid with a busted leg.

[mind_blown]

Leg's fine.

[he says easily, pulling out his grappling hook.]

I just wanna see.

1/3?

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Sure. That's why you're favouring one side, right?

[Griffin summons a Feint and hands him a spear as he steps up to plate.]

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[The Feint lines up the spear like a javelin and, with all its strength, throws it-- right as Griffin kicks off and leaps, his boot hitting the polearm with perfect timing to stick him weightlessly to it. They sail through the air like an impossible surfer on a ridiculous board, until gravity inevitably dragged the spear down in an arch.

But not for long. A rail of swords began to materialize under him, carrying him through the air like a rollercoaster. As he reached higher and began to slow, Griffin shot a new Feint into the air, several feet above him. Throws him a line - in the form of a kusarigama - and the Feint catches the chain and spins his whole body to hurl Griffin up, higher, towards the next tower in his way.

One more spear, this time of a bamboo make. Instead of running up the side of the building like some might expect, he stabs the spear into its wall and lets the extreme flexibility of the weapon fling him upwards with a SPROING-- a cannonball, spinning, unfurling to dance and dart between a zigzag of footholds made of knives. Then finally, flipping to land on the roof's railing with arms spread wide.

His markings are shining so bright, he's practically a star.]

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[...It was hard not to feel a little satisfied with himself after all that.

Griffin smiles to himself, like he'd just indulged a guilty pleasure, and squats on the railing to wait for Jason to get there.]