@waynetatics
the joker batted his eyelashes at the other as he would often do when he was trying to play innocent; except, perhaps this time, it wasn't just being feigned. he'd hold onto the words that bruce told him for forever. they were arguably as valuable as gold to him, for they indicated something that he longed to hear from him ever since the first day he fought him: that the bat wants him. he wants the joker on some deep, carnal level. and although the batman himself had qualms with saying that, it was like music to the joker's ears. if only bruce could take the olive branch he'd extended to him and just be done with this whole ' conflicted ' nonsense. though jack normally would've enjoyed seeing the bat struggle, this was different. jack hummed a soft tune under his breath while he finished tracing the symbol on his chest, " ooh, FEISTY — i like that! don't respond to a rhetorical statement like that again, though, darlin'. it makes ya look dumber than you actually are, " the joker shot him a condescending grin, throwing his head back with a shrill laugh before he inhaled shallowly. his demeanor changed almost instantly then; his eyes falling to the floor while he listened to the other, " hey... ya don't achieve anythin' by dwelling on the past, baby. i'd know — i used to try to make sense of these fragmented memories in my noggin'! but all i was doin' in reality was torturing myself, bats, " the joker gazed up at the dark knight and spread an arm out in a shrug-like gesture, his teeth gnawing down on his bottom lip. he really wasn't all that good at comforting people; but he still attempted to get bruce's mind off of it a bit. jack let a lopsided smile form on his lips, with the beginnings of his teeth showing. " i really do wish i could shrink ya and put you in my pocket sometimes. somehow, you're even more handsome when you smile. "