"Look, you seem like a smart kid," Jason started, "but I'm out here trying to put a little order back in the city and here you are, a child, wearing a costume that screams how much of a target you are."
Jason dropped his shoulders a bit, trying to look relaxed. He knew the kid probably wouldn't buy the caring vigilante bit. Jason wasn't even really trying to sell it. He was just going to keep dancing around the questions and little challenges until the kid got tired.