The Doctors, more than any of her other trusted friends, she has good reason. She traveled with the one with the glasses, and before she and I -

[Abrupt halt, heel turn about face.]

If she trusts them, so do I.

[Knocks on the door finally, waylaid by his brief conversation with Nygma. In fact, he's just starting to put his communicator away.]

[Mozenrath checks much as he did with Snape before allowing the Doctor to enter, looking a little sullen.]

[Snape exchanges a questioning glance with Mozenrath. Go or stay?]

I think Mr. Nygma has calmed a bit. He seems to have realized his valiant crusade lost sight of its original intent. [He wonders inside anyway, giving a quick glance around.]

[Mozenrath shares a look with Snape and pointedly shuts the door. Even with his assurances, he just kind of wants him there.]

I'll believe that when I see it.

[He sits down on the divan]

So what is this going to entail? I want it over with.

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[Well, that answers that. He stands back away from the door and turns his attention to the Doctor, giving him a nod. Permission to go through with this. But this is Mozenrath's show, after all. He remains silent, otherwise.]

[He thought about bringing up Eddie's request to have a recording of the proceeding but... the situation seems to have become as stressful as possible for all parties.]

You have certain points on your face. I touch them, and then I'm capable of reading any surface thoughts. [After he drops his psychic barriers, which he hates doing. Hates. But sometimes it's for the better and here he's getting more used to it.]

I'll ask you specific questions to keep your mind on topic. And I don't plan to keep whatever it is that you remember. I'll forcibly make myself forget it later once we're done.

[Mozenrath sighs, closing eyes eyes.] Let's get on with it, then. I'm ready.

I'll need to sit somewhere. Facing you. [Because this sort of thing completely disoriented his physical senses.]

[Mozenrath made a beckoning gesture. The chair behind his desk lifted into the air and floated over to settle in front of him.]

Will this do?

Everyone gets the fun telekenetics but me. [This is almost a lie. If the technology is Gallifreyan, he has the strength to mentally manipulate it. Even if Omega constructed it. But.... That doesn't count for chairs and spoons and those would just be fun. He has a seat in the newly arrived object and lifts his hands to the sides of Mozenrath's face.]

What happened when Mr. Nygma came to see you?

[A slow breath.]

We had a conversation before. Brief. He listed symptoms to me, and mentioned in his public post someone having been dosed with something. He wanted to know what I had given away recently that could have caused those symptoms. I was taken aback and asked for more information. He refused to give any and instead told me to give him my journal so he could see a list of my customers. I told him I would not give him such a list. He said I would, and so on. The next thing I knew, he was trying to pick the lock on my door. I opened it, and I was using magic to show I could attack him. [he holds up a hand, and fire moves about his fingertips] Like this. He hit me with his cane and forced his way into the room, tackling me. I told him repeatedly to leave. He refused to leave without that list. I used my power to lift him away from me and keep him suspended. He was trying to draw a weapon when I told him he could either leave, or I would actually harm him. He pointed a gun at me. I threw him out into the hallway and tried to shut the door on him. He attempted to use his cane to force his way into the room. I did everything I could to force him to pull back -- I'm not physically strong -- including lighting the cane on fire. All the while he was threatening to have me set to zero for assaulting a warden. I told him to go to my Warden at one point but he simply said I should oblige so that I could keep my privileges from being taken away. Shortly afterward Snape must have heard the scuffle because he came along and chased him off.

[Mozenrath wanted to kill Eddie. He couldn't tell if it was retrospect, but there was the feeling along with the images.

He'll bring that up to Snape before he leaves, in some form or fashion. But at the time, Mozenrath had also been frightened.]

Why didn't you mention the potion sooner?

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I needed more information to confirm that it was mine. I would not receive that until Profit explained his experience in greater detail later. [It's clear he had some suspicions, but was not certain and probably expected to let Shego take the fall when the time came because it was her choice. He just wasn't going to implicate her when she might not have used it at all.]

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Was it your intention to thwart his investigation? [That was probably the trickier question. But he especially paid attention to all the impressions that would come with whatever short answer that followed.]

[It's obvious he personally dislikes Nygma. And didn't want to cooperate with him because of the initial incident, but he definitely wasn't out to sabotage anything.] No. I'm the one that told Shego to come forward once I knew it was her.

[He withdraws his hands, possessively snapping shut his mind again, and glanced to Snape.] He's telling the truth. Ah... [Lengthy pause.] I believe I should speak now with you, in private, before I go and address Mr. Nygma.

[He steps out, and once they're out in the hall.]

Your ah... inmate, as it turns out, wanted to murder Eddie. Now, take it as a good sign he didn't or bad sign that the desire was there, but at this point he's regretting that he didn't.

It might be something you should know about.

[He doesn't immediately respond; he had a feeling that was the case, but he has to be diplomatic about this.]

He hasn't made the situation particularly desirable for Mozenrath. We each, in turn, come forward, with as much honesty as possible, and we are both accused of lying. Certainly, it looks simpler to kill Nygma than to be as forthcoming in the future.

[A beat.]

Perhaps because I was once in Mozenrath's place, I can understand his frustration better than my colleagues. I reached out several times for aid and was ignored, and it resulted in my attempt to take a warden hostage. I can understand his regret.

I won't be telling anyone beyond yourself, as it is your matter to deal with. But now you do know.

[And with that he lifts his hat, gives Snape a bit of a smile, and sets off down the hall.]

[He watched the Doctor for a moment, then stepped inside Mozenrath's room once more.]

You'll have to find another outlet. Killing him isn't an option.

[Mozenrath balks a little]

...The Doctor?

[He frowns slightly.]

Nygma.