"Is that really necessary?" Joker was cupping his face, staring at the door as soon as he heard it creak.
Hera smiled as she slowly closed the door behind her, shrugging nonchalantly. "How well can he curse?"
"He's pathetic." Joker shook his head, watching her sit on the chair beside him. "I feel sorry for him. Dude sounds like he would go straight to the church and drink some holy water."
"Haha."
"Why are you doing this to him?"
"Because I don't want him to feel sorry for me, so I won't feel guilty if I suddenly use him as a human shield," she explained playfully. "Also, he will start being careful from on. He thinks he's already careful, but not careful enough. Practice makes things perfect."
"You like the man, you're not going to throw him in a Tiger's Den."
Hera glanced at him, standing up from the chair. She dragged it closer to him, sitting back on it with its backrest in front of her.
