[Jason didn't stop to ask about the specifics of how and why the Lazarus Pit worked - he just knew that one second he was dead and gone, and the next, he was back, alive, alone. Bruce was nowhere to be found, and by the time Jason got his head on straight long enough to piece together what happened while he was dead, he discovered that the Joker was still alive.
And that knowledge - that Bruce cared so little about Jason's murder that he let the Joker continue to breathe - hurt more than being murdered in the first place.
Maybe if Jason had stayed dead, he could've counted himself luckier than his counterpart. He hears that tone through the scrambler, though - easier to pick up, now that he recognizes the voice as his own - and that shred of empathy dug into his heart disappears.]
You think this is what winning looks like? [He scoffs quietly, pointing at himself.] I think maybe you need to get the wiring in your helmet looked at, pal.
action.
And that knowledge - that Bruce cared so little about Jason's murder that he let the Joker continue to breathe - hurt more than being murdered in the first place.
Maybe if Jason had stayed dead, he could've counted himself luckier than his counterpart. He hears that tone through the scrambler, though - easier to pick up, now that he recognizes the voice as his own - and that shred of empathy dug into his heart disappears.]
You think this is what winning looks like? [He scoffs quietly, pointing at himself.] I think maybe you need to get the wiring in your helmet looked at, pal.