[Doll of course readily reaches out and wraps her arms tightly around Joker, like if she let go, he'd push her back and never let her hug him again. She has nothing without her family. Nothing worth missing without the people who pat her head and laugh with her, or share a rough bed and cry. Where they were, what they looked like, it doesn't matter to her. The world spins off its axis if she's alone, nothing had made her more insane with grief than hearing her family was dead. Maybe she'd wanted to die too, because what chance would she have had against the one who had bested Joker? What life was there without love?]

[She digs her nose into Joker's chest, squeezing him hard as though he'd understand through osmosis.]

You've always wanted to protect me, you all have, Joker. But please. Please. I can't live without all of us, I don't know how to anymore, I can't--

[The rest of the explanation is blocked by a lump in her throat and she can't speak anymore.]

I'll do whatever you want me to do, I promise, if you just... let me stay here. With you.