Ah. Immediately, Joker starts looking on his person- patting his pockets first with his left hand and eventually remembering he has a right, too. Sometimes it still slips his mind, especially when he's just woken up. But he has a handkerchief tucked away, thankfully. Going to rescue Steven had seemed like something to dress his best for, considering how tales worked, so...

With it in hand, he leans over around Feathers to start delicately wiping at the young boy's face. "Hey, s'what I'm here for, innit?" he says. "I'd be a rubbish stage manager and a friend if I didn't come lookin'." He pauses for a brief moment, expecting Feathers to bump his head immediately into Steven's hand without hesitation and not surprised when it of course happens.