His actions spoke loudly enough. [He played the Joker's game, forced Harvey's hand at the press conference, choose who he was sure the Joker expected to be saved given that hospital visit] I shot him you know, the Batman. [said almost offhandedly as he stares somewhere beyond Bruce.] Chance said he should die and the Joker should live. [voice lowering, the therapy and drugs and calm actually breaking through, giving his tone an audible uncertainty] That's what's fair.

The right way. [a derisive snort and nothing else. In Gotham the only 'right' way was six feet under.]