"I pay all the time, Two-Face." The true face. Edward wondered what that face was going to do to his face, but he had a decent idea that it wouldn't be pretty. His eyes were drawn to the coin and he remembered. Only a few glimpses, but he'd seen it before. Interesting. "Listen, just listen. I'm a fast talker, it won't take too much of your time."

He held his hands up, showing that he wanted no fight. Of course, that was likely irrelevant if Harvey, if Two-Face wanted a fight, but... Whatever, he was gesturing anyway. "We've a few things to clear up."

Ugh, his face was looking gruesome. That had to hurt. He should really be in the infirmary, in hospital, given his face was essentially an open wound. "For one, I've never felt lucky. Don't even believe in it, if I'm being honest with you." Maybe he shouldn't have said that. Whatever. Powering through it. "For another, I know, I know what it looks like to you, but I've never worked with Maroni. Never cared for him. He always came through with the sexism and homophobia, you know? Not my style. I just turned a phrase, I thought there had to be more to it. Retroactively struck a nerve, I get that, but that's just coincidence. bad luck, if you will."