“You could slowly start to resume normal physical activity.”
“Hey. Hey, Danny. You awake?”
Head nestled into his pillow, Danny is much too snoozy and satisfied to answer. He’s just drifting off when familiar hands land on his back, fingers poking in a quest for attention. With a grunt, he gives in and blinks his eyes open. “What, babe? What, what?”
Steve looks delicious, all rumpled, his hair a mess and a goofy smile on his face. “I’m really grateful that you asked.”
it’s kinda funny how the fact that Ed is a forensic scientist means that he could make his crimes completely untraceable and literally just constantly get away with murder etc. and never get caught or pinned for any crimes but instead he’s out here like ME! THAT WAS ME I DID THAT! YES, ‘TWAS I, THE RIDDLER! MARK THAT DOWN THAT ONE WAS ME.
like if someone went to the GCPD to confess to committing one of his crimes in order to get the credit for it this shimmery green attention seeker would probably storm the GCPD like YOU SHUT YOUR MOUTH, THAT WAS /MY/ CRIME! MY SIGNATURE IS ALL OVER IT YOU SECOND STRING, HALFWIT THIEF! JIM DO YOU HONESTLY BELIEVE THIS HACK??? I MADE IT QUITE OBVIOUS! FOXY BACK ME UP HERE