BRUCE WAYNE.
♕┊❝over WHOM?❞ he refused to stop asking questions until told to do so, something he expected to occur at some point or another. particularly sometime very soon. and, yet, bruce could not help but to wonder why, of all of the dead people in gotham city to whom one could choose to restore life, he saw no reason as to why jerome valeska would be one of the choices. perhaps someone with more widely shared interests would have been more ideal. unless the point was to get rid of the heir himself. then the doctor would have had a true reason.
“ Weeeellllll, you see – ” There’s a pause as if his mind is cogitating with thoughts, brims arride lively, presuming his discourse. “ I would tell ya, but don’t want to spoil it for you. ” His jocular demeanor straying answers away from the ongoing questions, concealed in the depths of the city’s dark corners and alleys, roaming fathomless in the night, he’d taken privilege to being presumably dead. He convened just how important the young heir was to the city, why wouldn’t he start here? After all, the business they’d had wasn’t necessarily finished, up until now.
♕┊his jaw tightened, the muscle and its mirror stiff in his cheeks as the unhelpful answer was delivered. anger was blooming in his chest and bruce was beginning to have some troubles containing it for the time being. because he knew that, as of their last meeting, he was to be killed by this JOKESTER, that the intended result might actually occur this time around. the small teen couldn’t think of any other possible reason as to why the red-head stood before him - laughs and all.