[ That Bane turned up and the events of the long Hallowe'en hadn't - everything about Crane's universe was wrong.

Scarecrow's actions and Carmine's fate make sense in terms of actions taken, even if the events were out of order. And a part of him approves. He has no love lost for Falcones. ]

A different fate, but not one I would mourn. They tried to keep up, the mob. But they were eclipsed by those of us who were more. The ones who gave ourselves new names and fought the Bat.

[ Pause. He's afraid to confirm his suspicion, but he needs to know - ] But "we" as... colleagues never happened for you, did it? You haven't met me.