"Ah, no. I'm never one of them. I am more than a clown. I'm more than a man. I'm an idea, my boy." He ruffled Jonathan's hair as he smiled at him, that smile that was a little too much of a lot of things, the eyes that held knowledge and darkness and the most terrifying mirth. "I'm a curse upon Gotham and I'll haunt that city for eternity."

With that grandiose declaration, Jerome laughed again, a sounds that went from dark to bright, until he shrugged his shoulders and continued in a much more casual tone. "I just think it'd be more fun to have some friends along for the ride. Do you wanna be my friend, kiddo?"