Last night had been a strange one, but still rather satisfying overall. It had been far too long since he'd enjoyed observing other peoples' reactions to fear, and he would need to make it a point to try that more often here. Whether or not Harley wanted to believe what he'd told her before that was up to her. Crane's nurse even commented on his good mood, but he simply shrugged and said that he'd gotten a good amount of sleep.
While he stepped in line for breakfast, he looked around at several of the newer faces. The head doctor certainly wasted no time in bringing new ones to replace the ones that had apparently disappeared the previous day, did he? One face in particular stuck out, though, not so much because it was new, but familiar. Crane was familiar enough with Gotham to remember the face of Bruce Wayne. It had been all over the news, after all, the man who had seemingly come back from the dead and caused such a strong stir in the community only shortly before Crane had been brought here. And even more shortly before Batman had shown up.
Of course, the man looked slightly different from what he'd remembered plastered all over the news, but it was most definitely Bruce Wayne.
This was certainly an interesting choice of people to bring into the mix. There were a few quasi-normal people here, undoubtedly; for instance, Kristoph and Mikami came to his mind, but Crane got the feeling that, all others considered, there was more to the two of them than they had said. Lawyers did not get themselves stuck in a mental institution, no matter how unusual or twisted it may seem. He'd heard all the theories, and if this was some form of survival test, then the lawyers would have quickly died if they were normal and upstanding citizens. Everyone else could hardly be considered normal.
When he considered what he'd begun to wonder a few nights prior, then it was almost certain that Bruce Wayne was Batman. If he was as intelligent as Crane had been led to believe the Batman was, then he certainly wouldn't admit as much no matter how much he prodded. So he would have to go about this another way. The best idea would be to see if he could get a reaction from introducing himself. Bruce Wayne could very well be a problem, whether he was really Batman or not. Even if Bruce knew what Crane had been caught for prior to arriving in Landel's, he couldn't have the millionaire spreading that around and significantly decreasing his potential allies.
Yes, introducing himself and looking for a reaction would be the best course of action. If he moved first, he would have the advantage, and might get to keep it depending on how Wayne acted.
"I never would have thought that I'd be seeing you in a place like this, Mr. Wayne," he said smoothly as he went over to where the millionaire was sitting. "I would have thought society might rather coddle Gotham's prince than declare him insane."
Crane took a seat across from the man and gave him a polite smile. This was the closest thing to business that he'd come across in a while, but it was more important than anything else he'd done here. "Pardon me. I don't believe we've ever officially met. I'm Jonathan Crane."
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Last night had been a strange one, but still rather satisfying overall. It had been far too long since he'd enjoyed observing other peoples' reactions to fear, and he would need to make it a point to try that more often here. Whether or not Harley wanted to believe what he'd told her before that was up to her. Crane's nurse even commented on his good mood, but he simply shrugged and said that he'd gotten a good amount of sleep.
While he stepped in line for breakfast, he looked around at several of the newer faces. The head doctor certainly wasted no time in bringing new ones to replace the ones that had apparently disappeared the previous day, did he? One face in particular stuck out, though, not so much because it was new, but familiar. Crane was familiar enough with Gotham to remember the face of Bruce Wayne. It had been all over the news, after all, the man who had seemingly come back from the dead and caused such a strong stir in the community only shortly before Crane had been brought here. And even more shortly before Batman had shown up.
Of course, the man looked slightly different from what he'd remembered plastered all over the news, but it was most definitely Bruce Wayne.
This was certainly an interesting choice of people to bring into the mix. There were a few quasi-normal people here, undoubtedly; for instance, Kristoph and Mikami came to his mind, but Crane got the feeling that, all others considered, there was more to the two of them than they had said. Lawyers did not get themselves stuck in a mental institution, no matter how unusual or twisted it may seem. He'd heard all the theories, and if this was some form of survival test, then the lawyers would have quickly died if they were normal and upstanding citizens. Everyone else could hardly be considered normal.
When he considered what he'd begun to wonder a few nights prior, then it was almost certain that Bruce Wayne was Batman. If he was as intelligent as Crane had been led to believe the Batman was, then he certainly wouldn't admit as much no matter how much he prodded. So he would have to go about this another way. The best idea would be to see if he could get a reaction from introducing himself. Bruce Wayne could very well be a problem, whether he was really Batman or not. Even if Bruce knew what Crane had been caught for prior to arriving in Landel's, he couldn't have the millionaire spreading that around and significantly decreasing his potential allies.
Yes, introducing himself and looking for a reaction would be the best course of action. If he moved first, he would have the advantage, and might get to keep it depending on how Wayne acted.
"I never would have thought that I'd be seeing you in a place like this, Mr. Wayne," he said smoothly as he went over to where the millionaire was sitting. "I would have thought society might rather coddle Gotham's prince than declare him insane."
Crane took a seat across from the man and gave him a polite smile. This was the closest thing to business that he'd come across in a while, but it was more important than anything else he'd done here. "Pardon me. I don't believe we've ever officially met. I'm Jonathan Crane."