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Jason doesn’t own a suit. That’s how he finds himself standing next to the freshly dug grave in the sweltering summer heat wearing black washed denim, his nicest no-holes-in-sight black tshirt, and his least showy black leather jacket.
The priest doesn’t look at all put out by the ensemble or the sheen of sweat on Jason’s brow, but he’s probably used to it by now. Jason can’t remember if the old man looked offended the first time he showed up without a suit. Probably not, he’d probably just been grateful to have someone else there.
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Or Jason Todd goes to every victim’s funeral.