Awwww, Jason's look of sheer horror on the first page. He's all like, "OH MY GOD WHAT IS HE WEARING!"
Nightwing: stuff of nightmares, terror that flaps in the night! Criminals of the world wake up with surprise boners. I absolutely meant cower in fear.
Also, last panel. Bruce, get your mind out of the gutter.
Jason not hated by whomever is writing him at the moment (?) is always full of so much woobie win. Look, the streets don't automatically turn you into a murdering sociopath! Sometimes they -- gasp! -- reinforce abandonment issues, among others, and these are issues to which Batman's communication skills may not be the best therapy. The fact that Jason is scared of failing Bruce and/or having the Robin mantle taken from him (which is basically a motivating factor, a flaw that tends to bring less-than-the-best from the character and an angst source) was so often swept under the carpet or lazily ignored makes Winick's take on the resurrected that much better. Because here is a broken boy whose fears were, to the best of his knowledge, quite sound. So what do we need some Very Special Episode childhood trauma for, again? Right, because every single writer after Winick completely disregarded Jason's characterisation. Oops.