Jason kept a silent eye on his pursuer. He took note that when he took to the shadows, whoever was chasing him slowed down. Curiosity got the best of him, so he poked his head around the corner, assuming he would be seen. He never intended to completely lose the guy anyway. Catching a glimpse of the costume, he smirked under his hood.
Nightwing.
"Well, this is interesting," he said, finally stepping out. He hadn't seen Dick since well before... a long time. He wasn't sure how much he knew, but given that Bruce was more than aware Jason was back, Dick probably knew half as much.