"Doesn't take much, does it? Just don't actively try to ruin her and you'll be father of the year in Gotham." Not that bad fathers were exclusive to Gotham but they sure had a lot of them. Jonathan smiled to himself as he looked up at his ceiling, it had been painted not that long ago so it looked all nice and white. He didn't paint it, Edward hired someone - he was always whining about his apartment so he let Edward handle it.

Edward always did shit around his apartment, it was kind of funny but he didn't mind it. It did look nice to have cleaner stuff and whiter walls.

"You don't regret what you did?" He was curious if Edward had regrets yet or if it would all explode later on when things got harder.