"Jonathan, if you can handle him for all of us, be my guest. Personally, I'm not as bothered as some of our more... fragile compatriots." Such as Jervis, sitting there trembling and looking around himself fearfully. Or Delite, who was sitting next to the Joker but didn't seem to react to anything, which might account for the Joker's low mood. "All I can tell you is that he's right at bull's eye for several big names, once there's a riot."

Only, rioting had become a much more difficult event to set into motion. He lowered his voice a little. "I managed to help Waylon get out of dodge, but he caught me on the way back. Now he really wants to break my fingers, I was just lucky Leland was there."

Because with all fingers broken, even Edward's abilities to escape or, well, do much of anything might reach their limit.