[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.

[He glowers.]

I haven't made any definite plans.

I didn't think that you had. Nevertheless, killing him is an unacceptable response to this.

Oh no, I'll wait for his response to him. [He nods after the Doctor.]

[Snape glances toward the door, then fixes his inmate with a firm stare.]

I've told you. Nygma will fall on his own sword. You don't need to brandish it for him. I am asking you not to sink to his level.

No, if I were going to sink to his level, I would have shown him what real poison is already. [He lets that hang in the air a moment, then stands up.] I have no intentions to pursue this further, but you are not going to deny me my anger, and I am not going to spare him if he attacks me again.

[He snorts derisively at the mention of poison. He threatened Nygma with the same, and the similarities between himself and his inmate are thrown into sharp relief for him at the moment.]

I expect you to defend yourself, but if he attacks you and you kill him, it will be far more difficult to denounce him as a warden and see him demoted. I would much rather see him an inmate than listen to his self-righteous pontificating from a bed in the infirmary.

We'll see. [He crosses his arms; he's already decided that kill him or no he's never going near him again without the audio feed turned on his journal]

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So we shall.

[He waits a moment, to see if his inmate has anything further to say.]

Thank you. [It took a moment to get that out.] It'll be over soon, won't it?

So far as I am concerned, it's over now. If Nygma wishes to continue making an ass of himself in the face of so much dissent, that is, of course, his prerogative.