Re: eddie/muerte quicklog
[The sad smile earned another from him and then his shook his head. He didn't want to keep dwelling. He might have been a sentimental man, a nostalgic one at that, but he believed it was best to always be looking forward. To always be building.]
[So, the suggestion that he take Duane on as an apprentice of sorts seemed more than a good idea.] Genius. [He said and the light flickered back on in those dark eyes. Like a moving puzzle, a locomotive, Eddie came back to life.] He's very smart, isn't he? And he was taking notes, Muerte. Notes! [Eddie smiled and this time it had a little less sad in it.]
[The riddled man took a few steps towards the door, turning before he left the room.] I better go see how he's doing, actually. Goodbye for now, Muerte. You know where to find me. And if you need anything. [Eddie pointed at her as if it were a serious indicator that she let him know. Another smile and he was back to being the Riddler everyone knew before he stepped back out into the hall.]