Jason tumbles off hitting the small ledge of the sunken bed. He takes gasping breaths as tears flow with ease. The pain was so intense, his body hot but there's a cold sweat over his skin. He looks down everything slow but to quickly. He's starting to have possibly the worst panic attack in his life, his breath quick and not getting much air, Spikes of ice and a general chill is becoming overwhelming in the space around him.

He stays there staring, his dick was still attached but it was a mess of smoldering burns and a clear finger print as he looks up at Dodger in agony. What Jason can't properly see is worse.

"Wh-WHY!?"

This was the first time they've been together in months and Dodger has disfigured him. It's not just the physical pain in his voice, but there's such a desperate cry in it, he was sadly the one person Jason trusted and he's gone and done something like this, his heart shattering was almost audible.