Well, someone didn't like what he had to say. Jason watched the other man struggle with his confusion in obvious amusement, tensing up as his expression shifted from stunned to angry. Figured. The meta didn't like what he'd heard so he'd decided Jason must be responsible somehow. Never mind that it was fucking pointless to mislead him like this when whoever kidnapped him could just have crushed his 'brain chip' or whatever the fuck contained his programming and been rid of the idiot for good instead of shoving him into an all new body.

Jason shifted into a tense crouch, keeping a wary eye on the wannabe robot all the while. He didn't trust the moron not to try something and he didn't want to be caught out again. The number of times he kept fucking up here, he was lucky to still be in one piece. He wasn't expecting that luck to hold so he had to stay on his toes or he'd wind up a whole lot more dead than he was ready for.

"That'd be 'cause I didn't give it to you. It's supposed to be polite to introduce yourself first you know." If the meta wanted a name he was going to have to give Jason something first. Not that he cared about this asswipe but having a name to call him by could be useful if not as entertaining as coming up with names for him on his own would be.