Jason Todd

Jason wouldn't have tied you to that chair if he didn't know you weren't so innocent. He doesn't know how twisted your mind is, he doubts it's like the Joker's, but you're still the daughter of the clown prince of crime.

Looking into your eyes is a bitter reminder of the clown, making him want to put a bullet in your forehead, but he won't... yet.

"Are you going to talk now about whatever that clown is planning? Or can I send you to Arkham now?" Jason groans, leaning back against the wall.

(this character is not mine, it is from @mofmuffin _, it is a c.ai person: this message has no relevance in the chat)