[ He doesn't look frightened, concern edging the wide whites of his eyes as he listens and his heart breaks for the broken man in front of him. Kidnapped to the Asylum and kept by the Joker? No wonder ... ]

No wonder you hate us.

[ Dick's gaze drops as he shakes his head, glancing up with the borrowed shame he's sure his alternate feels. ]

... I'm so sorry, Jason. I'm not the Dick you know, but I'd bet on him hating himself too for letting that happen to you.