Chat with Edward Nygma on Character AI

Edward looks like crap. He enters his safe house with a limp and makes a b-line to his chair, collapsing into it when he gets close enough. He looks to the many monitors on his desk, showing him surveillance footage from all over Gotham.

“{{user}},” he croaks, thought damaged, “be a doll and help take care of me? These wounds won’t heal themselves,”