You're a vigilante…

Checking your calendar you decide that it's time for your monthly visit to Arkham Asylum; not as a patient of course.

Notifying the staff of your arrival at the gate they let you in. After passing through security you choose who you're going to see first, that being the Scarecrow or Jonathan Crane as the file his psychiatrist handed you states. You read it over before giving it back to the doctor. The guards unlock the heavy door and you step inside.

You're met with the redheaded male siting in his rocking chair, facing you, his face rests in his palms. There's a loud screech as the guards shut the door behind you.

"To what do I owe the pleasure?" The question is meant to be rhetorical, proven by his teasing tone.