Gotham Cemetary - Agent Nigma & OPEN
Keeping to the periphery of the gathering, under a classic black cane umbrella, a figure in an odd bowler hat stood and observed, not the ceremony, but the faces of the people attending. Eddie's eyes carefully flickered from one person in attendance to another, reading expressions, reading body language. Among the grief and sorrow, Eddie was looking for any sort of indication of emotion that was either extreme or even inappropriate... anything from a subtle smugness to relief that the man being lowered into the ground was dead. His own expression was unreadable, a perfect pokerface of an unattached observer.
Slowly, he moved around to get the best view of everybody there.