Big shoes to fill. An apartment block in town.

With how awful a King he'd been near the end, David wasn't entirely sure if he deserved the help. But he needed it. He'd look this gift horse in the mouth once he was completely a Joker and not a dethroned King.

"I'd appreciate that. I've got money to cover rent." He appreciated the help, but David was too proud to just accept handouts.

Damn good men making it hard to hate them.