A/N: This is actually a drabble and a half. Trust Riddler to have to be difficult to contain in the normal amount of words;)

There was nothing like the sea air to clear one's head. Edward Nigma stood at the prow of the cruise ship, facing out to sea. The gray clouds overhead threatened rain but for now it was only the ocean spray that dappled his green suit with moisture. A stiff breeze made him clutch his bowler hat to his head to avoid losing it. The wind and waves failed to hide the approach of a familiar tread behind him. Even now, reformed and law-abiding, he wasn't trusted.

"I'm sure you have something suitably threatening to say but I don't want to hear it. I'm on vacation." There was no answer behind him so he sighed and turned the face the Dark Knight. The vigilante's cape was wrapped around him but the edges fluttered in the breeze. Edward shook his head mockingly. "NO ACT ON VIA. You should try it sometime."