[Jason had tried to steel himself for what could pop out but upon seeing the twisted Robin doll, his stomach turns and his chest goes tight. For a moment, he’s back at the warehouse tied up, helpless, bloody, and broken. He hears the laughter.

After several long seconds of staring at the figure, Jason replies briskly]

I’m fine.

[Because he really doesn’t need to spiral like this. It’s just another one of Etraya’s stupid mini-events. Pointless and not meant to make its residents comfortable. Only a slight discomfort compared to the last couple of missions]