"Scarecrow. Jonathan Crane." Who is Selina Kyle, he wants to ask, but doesn't. "And an enemy you wouldn't name. Crane was their agent, poisoning Gotham's water supply with his fear toxin. That was earlier this year."

"And then Maroni. Falcone. The usual scum. You want my colleagues and my social circle too?"

If he sounds impatient, it's because he is. He leans back too. It's odd watching Batman lean. Reminds him of the last time he saw him, struggling back to his feet, leaning against a wall as he gathered his strength to run.

His mouth was suddenly very dry.

"They don't remember any of it, and I'm pretty sure I didn't make it up."