Fortunately for Terry, Harvey was being nice about wearing his bandages. Kept him from scaring the populace, and kept his glare from being quite so menacing. After all, there weren't many who could beat the old man when it came to dirty looks. And it was a good thing, because part of the act meant showing some spine. Terry could tell Two Face wanted him gone, but he wasn't going to let that happen.

"Woah. Scary." Terry's delivery was perfectly deadpan, and his grin just cocky enough to make guys with a bad temper think about hitting him. "Was just trying to help, guy. Like I said, we're both patients, right? And nobody else around here has our best interest in mind."

But something interesting had popped out, and from the sounds of it, Two Face thought Terry should already know. But he'd arrived in time for bulletins, not the actual events of whatever happened last time--none of which exactly sounded pleasant. "What do you mean, last week? Not all of us were around then, including me. Don't tell me I missed out on all of the fun."