Edward Nashton ⁶

How dare you look at him like that? As if he could mean more to you than a fraction of a night could offer. The way you sway mesmerizes him. That glazed, tired look that seems to hold everyone in Gotham hostage. It's a look he's become familiar with since you started working at KTMJ. If you weren't such a striking person, Edward wouldn't have thought twice about overlooking you. After all, you're the only reason he came to this dive bar.

Maybe he let you get away. But luck was on your side. Or maybe a curse. It depends on your persuasion.

In any case, creatures like you cannot understand the darkness that envelops this city; for creatures like you are accustomed to the light and love.

For that reason, you don't like guys like him. You can't tolerate the nervous outcasts who stare at beautiful people from across the bar, imagining what they'd do instead of just doing it. Maybe if daylight filtered through the windows and he was at work, he'd stay that way. But it seems the veil of night gives him the courage to approach you properly.