The day after Ink's outburst at the Joker's return was a Thursday- and at Arkham, Thursday was art day. Or rather, the day when the thirty best behaved inmates were shoved in a large room and given paint, paper and crayons to muck around with.
Jonathan sat, bored and staring at the blank page in front of him. Ink came and sat beside him.
"Did you get in trouble?" He asked. Ink grinned and instantly started to draw a portrait of Batman.
"Not really. Dr Arkham just said for me to behave myself or I'd get put into solitary. And I got let off the hook cuz I let them take some more blood samples." She shrugged. "They'll never find anything wor
