Well, he didn't get dropped to his death again, so Joker considers that to be something of a win.
Perhaps it's even more than that, however. Even as his wings flare out to help him regain his balance, keeping him from sprawling against the ground at the sudden drop, Joker is still smiling. Straightening up, he smooths out his jacket. "Yeah," he says, casually agreeable for all that his grin is absurdly pleased. "I think it is." For all that this means that the Prince's magic isn't perfect, that there are cracks... It had taken Joker risking his life to see it for himself. Frankly, he's not sure how much further he could push when that's toeing the line as it is.
Still, it's enough for him and he steps forward again to let his hand rest gently and fleetingly against Tyki's arm. "But I'll be back," he promises, the glow of the party inside haloing around him and somehow making his already vivid pink eyes all the brighter in the shadow. "Wait for me, won't ya?" And with that, he's turning away again. Waking up in the middle of something so horrifically similar to Celebration... That'd shaken him, honestly. He'd wanted to run away, or curl into himself until he was nothing.
But this isn't Celebration, for all the similarities. He can still do something. There's still that chance.
So, with wings tucking in again, his shoulders held up straight, Joker dives back into the ball and smiles one last time to Tyki over his shoulder.
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Perhaps it's even more than that, however. Even as his wings flare out to help him regain his balance, keeping him from sprawling against the ground at the sudden drop, Joker is still smiling. Straightening up, he smooths out his jacket. "Yeah," he says, casually agreeable for all that his grin is absurdly pleased. "I think it is." For all that this means that the Prince's magic isn't perfect, that there are cracks... It had taken Joker risking his life to see it for himself. Frankly, he's not sure how much further he could push when that's toeing the line as it is.
Still, it's enough for him and he steps forward again to let his hand rest gently and fleetingly against Tyki's arm. "But I'll be back," he promises, the glow of the party inside haloing around him and somehow making his already vivid pink eyes all the brighter in the shadow. "Wait for me, won't ya?" And with that, he's turning away again. Waking up in the middle of something so horrifically similar to Celebration... That'd shaken him, honestly. He'd wanted to run away, or curl into himself until he was nothing.
But this isn't Celebration, for all the similarities. He can still do something. There's still that chance.
So, with wings tucking in again, his shoulders held up straight, Joker dives back into the ball and smiles one last time to Tyki over his shoulder.