"Hence why you should want to absolve yourself of all wrongs by giving the pencil to me, I'll die for your sins, daddy-o." He had done an admirable job of ignoring a lot of 'sons' so far, Edward had found, but finally he could not help himself any more. Still, the back of the paper was better than nothing, so he felt in good spirits about that. Might be just what he needed to set some things into motion. "Seems like you're off to a promising start." And bound to talk formulas and nothing else for a while.

Edward looked around, frowning. "Maybe I should check in with the Joker before we all part ways again. It's not right when he's not laughing." And there was barely a giggle coming from that direction.