"Oh, you wanna keep me from waking up?" Tim glares, watching Jay clip through the crumbling brick-and-mortar like something out of a glitched video game. "Because, what, this is like the one place where you can be useful?"

He regrets saying it as soon as he does.

"Fine," he mutters, ruthlessly severing that line in conversation, hopefully before Jay can pounce on it. "Let's just - go, then."

He stops only to wrench one of the loose bits of rebar from the debris, hefting it in his grip, and ducks around the corner.