Re: Oracle/Riddler
A futile... [The next exhale is annoyed, and there's a soft sound on the comm as she rests her elbows on her desk and presses the heels of her hands to her eyes. She has a sinking feeling he's not going to stop until she comes up with an answer for him, so the line goes quiet as she tries to think. But she finds her mind going frustratingly silent and blank. There's no response for at least a full minute, then softly.] If I admit I don't know, will you go away?