"Cold, bleak rooftop talks hashing out all the shit normal people talk about in normal places are traditional, Helena." Jason says as if scolding. Then he says: "Fuck tradition."

He had taken the trouble to very carefully find out where Helena lived, in case of an emergency, but had also very carefully not stalked her — that's always a dangerous line with your fellow vigilantes, and Helena-as-a-mom would definitely not have appreciated that. So he only leans back on his heels and waits for her to take the lead, as if he doesn't know.