"Hmmm-" he hummed a low growl, not considering all that he had done to her since she was his psychiatrist. "Yeah...let's...talk."

He made it to the bed, walking to his side to lie down far easier. She may have assisted him, but once his head was to the pillow, he was pulling her to fall down with him. A smile came easily when he felt her weight, however light, was on top of him.

"Whaddya say if we sought out...oh...what's his name...the guy with ah- the hitman. Your friend...what do ya say if we got him to go after that Bat...hmmm? Then...rob a bank...start a family...become...king..."