The joke. It all came back to the Joker's jokes, didn't it? Everyone traced their roots back to the ultimate trickster at one point or another, for better or worse. Unfortunately, this particular joke's punch line seemed to hit a sour note. A shame, he lamented once more. A shame that Arkham's brightest twisted under the hand of Arkham's worst. Oh, well. Perhaps this was just another joke--one that he had yet to get.
The professor licked his lips, pulling off his glasses with something like a sigh of regret. Even though he wasn't wearing the mask he so cherished dearly, he had donned a facade all the same.
"...Doctor Quinzel, I believe that it would be in your best interests to...ah. Ignore his best interests. I've analyzed him in my time here, and I know you have too. He is not to be trifled with in little love games, no matter how much you believe it. I respect him, but you know what they say about playing with fire."
A long shot, at best, but it couldn't hurt. At this point, she was a danger to not only herself, but everyone else within Arkham. This is the reasoning he gave to himself, at any rate.
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Date: 2015-02-24 10:40 pm (UTC)The professor licked his lips, pulling off his glasses with something like a sigh of regret. Even though he wasn't wearing the mask he so cherished dearly, he had donned a facade all the same.
"...Doctor Quinzel, I believe that it would be in your best interests to...ah. Ignore his best interests. I've analyzed him in my time here, and I know you have too. He is not to be trifled with in little love games, no matter how much you believe it. I respect him, but you know what they say about playing with fire."
A long shot, at best, but it couldn't hurt. At this point, she was a danger to not only herself, but everyone else within Arkham. This is the reasoning he gave to himself, at any rate.