"You did read what I told the nice guy in the employment office here, yeah? I'm eager to avoid what I got myself into in Gotham, so of course I'm going to be forthcoming. It's only fair. The people who live here don't pick who comes here." He frowns. Even when he speaks up, there's no context. That's annoying. These people better appreciate the reputation and goals he's lost.

The frown is brief, though. He lights up at the mention of what he was up to during the invasion. "I worked on the Inn's defenses, and scoped things out a little, but... seeing as how I lack ~magical superpowers~ or whatever..." Siiigh. "Defenses were the best use of my talents. That's a pretty interesting challenge, actually, with resources being limited as they are."