"The doctor seems to think of him more as a pest." Not completely true, there was something in the way he was brought up among the Gotham dwellers that was very close to the stilled breath of a gospel. From the kitchen the sound of glass clinking against surface punctuated the statement.

A few moments later he returned with a cup of water, nice and bland and controlled, and placed it on the nearest surface to the clown. He wasn't risking getting too close. "I think your... inspiration is a little off the mark."