Post by Jonathan Crane - Scarecrow on Jun 16, 2014 10:29:09 GMT -5
Dr. Crane was still listening to her, even though he didn’t seem like it either. “Nothing is shatterproof.”. He added but then was immediately done. The difference was he didn’t turn away from where he was staring at to look at her. His head was already elsewhere after what she had done. He had no more incentive to answer her further and for now silence was the best medication for her.
His body was aching from the way he had attacked the glass. He was tired and if he did allude to wanting sleep here he would have, but that wasn’t something he enjoyed doing in front of Dr. Arkham. He would never admit that he has slept here regularly, but it was intermittent and very quick. The doctor didn’t enjoy sleeping in the first place and it only came when absolutely needed to function.
For now he just needed to turn away from her, think and recluse away from the world like he normally did. There was nothing beyond his headspace that was worth acknowledging right now, but he wouldn’t forget about what she had indulged in and he would make certain that she wouldn’t. Dr. Crane would make sure that she would remember vividly, every terrifying moment of it.
His body was aching from the way he had attacked the glass. He was tired and if he did allude to wanting sleep here he would have, but that wasn’t something he enjoyed doing in front of Dr. Arkham. He would never admit that he has slept here regularly, but it was intermittent and very quick. The doctor didn’t enjoy sleeping in the first place and it only came when absolutely needed to function.
For now he just needed to turn away from her, think and recluse away from the world like he normally did. There was nothing beyond his headspace that was worth acknowledging right now, but he wouldn’t forget about what she had indulged in and he would make certain that she wouldn’t. Dr. Crane would make sure that she would remember vividly, every terrifying moment of it.