[God, but he does miss Joker. The ringleader would know exactly what to do in this situation.]
[When she goes into the bag, he follows suit, if only so that he can cover for the wobbly expression that what she says next pulls out of him. By the time he's pulled one of those little eclairs out of the bag, he's got some measure of control over his face back.]
I...think you're right. I know he really wanted to see us.
[He takes a bite of the treat, leaning on her and looking ahead instead of making more eye contact.]
I was worried he'd...I don't know. Be scared of me, after everything. But he wasn't.
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[God, but he does miss Joker. The ringleader would know exactly what to do in this situation.]
[When she goes into the bag, he follows suit, if only so that he can cover for the wobbly expression that what she says next pulls out of him. By the time he's pulled one of those little eclairs out of the bag, he's got some measure of control over his face back.]
I...think you're right. I know he really wanted to see us.
[He takes a bite of the treat, leaning on her and looking ahead instead of making more eye contact.]
I was worried he'd...I don't know. Be scared of me, after everything. But he wasn't.