"Thank you. And I would advise elevating his legs if he doesn't recover soon." Jonathan offered. He had been reading a lot of medical textbooks. The Arkham offices were full of them. Mostly outdated but very interesting either way, He got up to find Timothy, knowing he had to brush up on Edward before Jerome got disappointed.

Jervis rubbed at his face and pulled himself upright, looking at Jerome as best he could. His pupils were still very blown out. "What kind of fun? Low-key, please, I'm quite done." He was ready to sleep but he knew he definitely shouldn't. He watched Jonathan leave to talk to the guard, interested. "Our smart boy."