[He sits back and makes a face at his sleeve before rolling it back, putting a layer of fabric between the bloodstain and his arm.
More than anything, he's wondering why Joker would do this. Why he would let himself end up in this state, why he'd hide up in a tree like this and refuse to get down. But... he can't push. He doesn't know if it would get him anywhere, and he... really doesn't want to risk screwing up another friendship like that.]
...You don't have to tell me if you don't want to. But you should get down; it looks to me like you're going to have enough regrets in the morning without waking up in a tree.
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[He sits back and makes a face at his sleeve before rolling it back, putting a layer of fabric between the bloodstain and his arm.
More than anything, he's wondering why Joker would do this. Why he would let himself end up in this state, why he'd hide up in a tree like this and refuse to get down. But... he can't push. He doesn't know if it would get him anywhere, and he... really doesn't want to risk screwing up another friendship like that.]
...You don't have to tell me if you don't want to. But you should get down; it looks to me like you're going to have enough regrets in the morning without waking up in a tree.