“Relax, I just want to be there as an assistant, the Bat Man is entirely your show, as is your right,” Scarecrow said dismissively. “I wish to enjoy his fear...and see if he is worthy enough to grant me my release...”
He cocked an eyebrow at Jack's following words, leaning back in his chair. “You do remember I am not Harleen, correct?” he pointed out, before shrugging. “He is simply a like minded man who also has an interest in psychology, a mind for Jonathan to enjoy while I do other things. He is young, but he has interesting ideas...could be molded well if one wished. One does get lonely in this Asylum. So tell me...what do you know that would make me bitter and spiteful?”