“Well, I certainly never complain when I find ya,” he drawls, tracing his fingers up into Psi’s hair. To be honest, if asked up front…. Joker isn’t entirely sure what brought him here. Not exactly. It’s just…. He’s been holding himself back for so long, trying not to get too distracted or too swept up, but it’s not how he’s been for a good couple of years now.

And the music had just been itching its way into his feet…. He supposes he couldn’t resist. Just one dance, he tries to tell himself. Just this one.

“And yerself?” His eyes glitter a little bit in amusement, reflecting Psi’s colors back at him. “Tryin’ ta get clean?”