“Its Jon, not Crane, not Scarecrow, I am Jon right now, call me that. I’m tired of being treated rudely and being disliked all because of my name and who I am.” He huffed then sighed. “Sorry, I arrived late to the party…now whoever I meet calls me a…
“‘Following’ sounds no better than ‘stalking’. ‘We’re coincidentally going in the same direction’ would have been a lot more pleasant to the ears.”
Riddler arched a brow, “And I don’t blame you— I’m not hugely fond of having counterparts either. But what is it about them that repels you?”
“The whole, I hate everyone and their mothers, I’ll be rude to you and fear-toxin whomever I wish, if you’re one of me, maybe I’ll like you, but no guarantee, time to find some dark place to be alone and horde fear toxin and get revenge. Honestly…it gets old. Another one of myself tried to use fear toxin against me to record what it would be like if he himself was subjected to it until he died, I narrowly made it out alive…and I think that’s why I don’t like it…I think that experience is why I’m much different now.” He rubbed his temples.
“Its almost like we have no morals…its…degrading.”
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