He himself has never lacked any of the freedoms she lists. Even in prison, even in solitary confinement down in the sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-basement of Arkham, Joker chose his own relationships, pursued his own business agendas, and revealed as much or as little of his truths as he deemed worthwhile.
He tries to imagine not having those freedoms, and genuinely can't. His head cocks slightly as he studies her, this pretty little wisp of the past. Did she just lack creativity in her other life, or what? Too timid to risk upsetting Mummy and Daddy? Or is she from a time and place where she would have literally been killed for such things?
"And what stopped you before?" He goes to give a dismissive wave of his hand, realizes he's still holding the damned popsicle, and tosses it aside. It hits the pavement with a wet slop. "If, say, you'd decided to shack up with George, or Mary, or whomever, against the wishes of your dearest and nearest... I mean, what would have happened, really?"
no subject
He himself has never lacked any of the freedoms she lists. Even in prison, even in solitary confinement down in the sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-basement of Arkham, Joker chose his own relationships, pursued his own business agendas, and revealed as much or as little of his truths as he deemed worthwhile.
He tries to imagine not having those freedoms, and genuinely can't. His head cocks slightly as he studies her, this pretty little wisp of the past. Did she just lack creativity in her other life, or what? Too timid to risk upsetting Mummy and Daddy? Or is she from a time and place where she would have literally been killed for such things?
"And what stopped you before?" He goes to give a dismissive wave of his hand, realizes he's still holding the damned popsicle, and tosses it aside. It hits the pavement with a wet slop. "If, say, you'd decided to shack up with George, or Mary, or whomever, against the wishes of your dearest and nearest... I mean, what would have happened, really?"