Sitting in a coffee shop in Gotham, not the nicest or biggest, but an average one, the sound of the rain in the background and the news on the television that they had there filling the almost empty atmosphere thanks to the time it was, it was not very convenient to go to a cafe on a dark and rainy night, Considering how bad Gotham was and that at night criminals can do and undo as they please, it is not the best or most common thing to be outside as if nothing can happened, defenseless.

Edward remained silent, staring at his cup of coffee on the counter, making a gentle movements with the spoon in the coffee in front of him, playing and making shapes in the liquid, thinking here and there, without paying attention to his surroundings, until the sound of someone sitting next to him in a noisy, rusty chair echoed in his head, making him snap out of his thoughts and sit up in his new distraction, discreetly and awkwardly looking up at the other person next to him, trying to make they not notice since he did not want to end up in an awkward conversation, when it was not necessary.