It wasn't really that bad. In fact, the time with Jonathan had been fun, while it lasted. Finding someone else who shares my same interest is rare. Someone who has the ability to ignore that imposed societal view to halt progress in the name of 'ethics' is equally refreshing.
If I was the sort to believe in soul mates, I would've thought of him as one. We clicked a great deal. He was a brilliant scientist and when not messing with his work without his knowledge, I watched him.
His habits, quite fascinating. He liked everything pristine and on time, something I appreciated as well. We'd take turns at the programmer sequences while the other left to grab lunch or catch some sleep.
I, being used to staying up at night, tend to take the night shift while Jonathan had the day shift but we spent time together when it was the afternoon. Well... If the penguin didn't call us.
I almost wish I hadn't needed to do what I did to Jonathan. He was pleasant company, moreso than Oswald Cobblepot. But he got to me first, funding my research in favour of killing off a few of his henchmen. I was offended he found lack of ethics meant assassin for hire to remove idiots but he was funding me so I did it.
It was interesting to change around Jonathan's fear toxin into something more genetic then mutating the genetics into the Scarebeast. I'm proud of my work, I was able to construct my formula thanks to that which allowed melanin to be produced in my skin so I could go outside in the day.
At the end of the day, it was a chice between freedom or love. I am free now to choose my path and if Jonathan feels up to it, we could try the relationship again.
Even if it wouldn't work. No one can expect anything but what happened last time to occur again. It is too much in our natures.
But I'd think he understood, research over love, a choice we both made our decision on a long time ago.