They both stand at six foot, but Riddler and Ed both always stand tall and straight, uncowed by a world that broke them before they could remember. Riddler reaches out to catch John's chin and lift his face up to meet his gaze. "I like your eyes. Like radioactive emeralds. Makes me want to pluck them out and make cufflinks of them..."

It's about as sweet and sentimental as Riddler gets without Oswald's help.

"Come on. If you really want it, convince me and I'll wire you to the back up."