“I’m not exactly normal.” Jason replied, as if that was explanation enough for his rudeness. His natural response to kindness was simply sarcasm bordering on insulting. He wasn’t sure whether to blame Bruce Wayne, The League or his own fucked up head for that. “Thank you, let me buy you a beer?” He repeated back as he took the offered hand, pulling himself to his feet with the younger man’s help.
“HA! I didn’t think that would actually work.” Cisco laughed, slapping the man on the back in a friendly way. “I know just the place to patch you up and have a good drink. C’mon,” he said, walking down the alleyway.
Cisco backup 