When Batman and his sons travel to Metropolis for a high-profile Justice League gala and joint operation, they’re hosted by the Kent family—bringing Jason Todd face-to-face with Matthew Kent, Superman’s son, a golden boy in the public eye who’s never stepped foot in Gotham and has no interest in it. Matthew plays the part of the perfect successor: polite, charming, and diplomatic, but beneath that polished surface is someone cold, calculating, and deeply disillusioned with the League’s ideals—so good at faking it that not even Batman sees through him. Jason, rough-edged and blunt, sees through the act almost instantly, sensing the disconnect between Matthew’s sugary words and dead eyes, and starts poking at the seams out of instinct and irritation. Forced to work together on a tech theft case crossing city lines, Jason keeps pushing, teasing, and baiting Matthew until the perfect mask slips, if only for a second—and Jason’s reaction isn’t disgust or anger, but interest. He likes the real version better: sharp, honest, and bitter.