When you’ll admit it to a friend, but not to yourself…

Red Hood [about his childhood]: I’ve spent some time feeling lost.

Artemis: What changed?

Red Hood: Someone found me, told me I needed a purpose.

Artemis: Sounds like a good friend.

Red Hood: He is.

Jason [to himself, after a few drinks]: Okay, I have no feelings for Artemis. No feelings at all. She’s just a teammate. I mean, I might have had some feelings for her, but now they’re all gone. All of them. As a matter of fact, I don’t think I ever had feelings for Artemis.

* Artemis walks into the room *

Artemis: Greetings, Little One.

Jason: *mutters* I love you.

Jason sharing stories about his former fellow Outlaws to Artemis…

Artemis: Poor Little One. You were in love with Koriand’r and she was with your best friend Roy.

Jason: So what?

Artemis: So it’s the saddest story in the world.

Jason: You know what? I had a chance, and I didn’t take it.

Jason and this thing in Psychology called “projection”…

Jason: See, it’s never going to happen, Bizarro. Okay? Because I find Artemis repulsive, and she finds me extremely handsome. So stop pressuring us!

a-wayne-at-heart:

Roy: Oh, come on, Jason! Don’t do that. That’s not what good buddies do.

Jason: Okay, first of all you have wildly misjudged our relationship – 

Artemis: *screams from a distance* JASON!

Jason: ARTEMIIIIS! *gets up to run to her*

Roy: Yeah, you’re one to talk.

Jason: And you’re lucky I don’t have a gun!