[With Walter still so distressed, Aurora finally flutters down to the other daemon. She lands on the ground before him, immediately cozying up and burying her face into the folds of his ear. From her beak all soft reassurances, gentle consolations.]

[Joker, in the meanwhile, carefully cups his wooden hand along the curve of Doll's face.]

Doll... That's all I've ever wanted from ya. That's the whole point. I've only ever wanted ya, and Beast and Peter and all the others, ta be happy.