He is, but he's a good kid at heart. I'll deny that if you tell him I said it to.

[ He teased as he followed Dick through the house. His eyes tracking everything he could, even part hung over and still a little tipsy, he was curious what kind of house the Kent's had that Dick now ran.

Jason would only judge him drinking it right out of the pot. Alfred taught them better than that.

Moving he found a place to sit, rubbing his temples some.]

Oh, shut up. [ No bite to it.] I've heard that one before, from you no less.