"I would enjoy that," Scarecrow said with a smirk, leaning back against Jonathan's desk. "About her father...could you not kill him? Not for my sake, you could splatter him across the City if it was my vote, by Jonathan seems...attached, for some reason."
Honestly, it was annoying.
"I completely understand if you'd rather he was dead, but I felt the urge to ask if just to keep the whining in my head to a minimum."