Despite himself, he leaned to the attention, a brow dropping to the remark. No, we will not be doing anything either of us will regret-- What's... Oh.
Blackmail, clever.
He frowned, turned his face from the pictures, eying sidelong. There was no use stating the obvious now, was there? Could he pander to him more? He wasn't above-- No he was, actually. Crane shifted as if he intended to stand, escape maybe, who knew. Maybe Joker would let him walk right out of here.
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Date: 2009-02-25 11:42 am (UTC)Blackmail, clever.
He frowned, turned his face from the pictures, eying sidelong. There was no use stating the obvious now, was there? Could he pander to him more? He wasn't above-- No he was, actually. Crane shifted as if he intended to stand, escape maybe, who knew. Maybe Joker would let him walk right out of here.