With Ginko besides him, Joker makes an effort for his wing on that side to not be so intrusive. It's a little hard, considering the size of them, but he makes an effort. Even if his leg is trapped in stone, his wings no longer are, and they're just as flexible as the rest of him.

"Good," he mutters. "I'm-" And that's where he cuts himself off, drawing his lips in and narrowing his eyes at the empty and dark stage all the way before them. It takes a good few seconds for him to talk to himself, to remember that Ginko's seen him at far worse than this and more than once at that. "I'm gettin' sick of this... happenin'. Body changin' like this."