@deciphertheriddler from here.
The other man was right; Jonathan never stopped. His mind didn't allow for idleness, usually, and it was easier to keep busy than deal with thoughts of what would come once he was CAUGHT- The way the BAT would TERRIFY HIM-
He took in a deep, shaky breath, then steadied himself and leveled his gaze at the Riddler, a soft curve touching his pale, thin lips.
"It's a hard habit to break. A lifetime of work BUILDING IT made sure of that."
At the question, though, his smile faltered- Had it been sexual, when he set crows upon the bullies from class? He certainly hadn't intended it, but there HAD been a rush- He had been a young teen then, so it wasn't unheard of...
And, the way he relished in the screams of his victi- his PATIENTS didn't go unnoticed, no matter how often he tried to act like it was solely a scientific pursuit...
"I think you'll find," He began again after a moment, voice quiet and rasping, "I am above such baseness."
