It sated a vicious part of him that didn't see the light of day very often, but in the past few years Tim had become very disenchanted with the sort of people he was raised to be like. He understood a little better why Bruce would get out of these sort of events as much as possible. Like tonight, when he swore he had other things to attend to. Not that Tim's sad about him being missing. Jason might not have come if Bruce were there. Tim certainly wouldn't have asked it of him.

"I don't have to do anything." He reminded Jason sweetly after another sip. "I admire everything that Red Hood has done for the youth in Gotham, and I'm not going to tolerate bad-mouthing him at my charity event. Whatever he's had to do to keep the streets safe is none of my business and has nothing to do with the Neon Knights program." Well, it was his business, but as Red Robin, not as Tim Drake. Red Robin's not too keen on hearing about people getting shot, but, well. At least Jason's not killing them. Progress.

There was a slight bow of his head as an acknowledgement of the praise. "I appreciate that, Jace. And I can see now that your boss probably didn't stop by to spare both me and himself the drama it would cause. But I'm glad that you were able to be here tonight."