Fresh air. It felt amazing on his skin, in his lungs, as he walked down the avenues of his god awful city. The coat he’d managed to snag on his way out of Arkham was zipped and the hood pulled over head, trying his best to appear at least somewhat inconspicuous. 

It was... a bit hard to manage if anyone bothered to look even slightly closer, as he still had his medical issue pajama pants and glorified slippers on. Something about the harm that could be done with regular shoes. Foolish of them, really. Despite his, slightly odd outfit choices, no one out that night seemed to bat an eye. Ah, good ol’ Gotham. No one gave a fuck about anyone but themselves. He continued shuffling forward, thinking vaguely of where to go to hide, collect himself and get his appearance back together before making his grand re-debut. It was delightfully exciting!

In his thoughts, he’d been watching his feet move rather than looking forward. Suddenly he collided with something... something that had made a sound akin to surprise. A glance up revealed orange locks and striking features. No one he’d seen before, but someone that he certainly found himself instantly curious about.

"Edward.” A threatening stomp of one of those hooves near his foot-- she actually missed, but he doesn’t have to know that. Arms fold, and ears flick as she glares at him, angry she didn’t get the joy of bringing him pain. Oh well. The threat is there.

“Oh... uh, heh, sorry.” The dark green haired man awkwardly rubs at the back of his neck. “I’m just, a bit lost,” his voice lowers an octave, “and more than a bit on edge.” He shakes his head, as if shaking off ruminating thoughts in a more literal way that necessary.

"This is...new!" John's tone is a mix between enthusiastic and perplexed at his not-so-newfound partners surprising additions. A cautious, pallor hand reaches out and brushes across one of the darkly colored horns protruding from the riddle man's forehead, as if testing their reality. 

“Oh.” Selina is right in the middle of stealing from this house......when Eddie walks in. She looks at him in silence for a moment, before standing straight up. “Is this your place?” She idly starts placing some things back, smiling slightly.

Boss laughs, the anger and pain coming from him was absolutely hilarious, after all. “It was just for fun, you know," she wipes a nonexistent tear from her eye. “It was physical comedy at it’s finest.” She rests her hands on her hips, tilting her head.

“Oh...” Wings fold as she bends down-- she hopes he doesn’t find this rude, she is just..too tall.. She really should’ve gone out in one of her smaller forms, but, well..it’s a bit late for that now. “I’m a little lost.” She holds her claws up, two of them close to touching to really emphasize the ‘little’ part.

Of course, his first choice was the amusement part! The lights, the sounds, the rides, the snacks! It was all so perfect to him, though, he had worried it might be a little out of his companies usual. The whole time he’d been all but dragging him around the park at whatever would catch his enthusiastic attention. Upon hearing the others admission of having a good time, he lit up as brightly as the shining lights accenting the rides.