poor little bat, you're in my world now
Even before Joker’s body had been officially identified, The Riddler began shouting from the rooftops that Gotham City was his. “Riddle me this,” he’d bellowed into his amplifier. “Who’s as insane as The Joker, but still breathing?” Someone had been stupid enough to reply “you are”, and he’d put a bullet through the poor sap’s head. “No, you idiots,” he shouted to the heavens, “it’s The Bat. But he won’t be breathing for long.” –Arkham Knight: The Official Novelization
