so very dapper

[temporal_affairs]

The Joker is awfully domestic, in his way. He makes pretty clothes. Nathan's perfectly happy to be a clothes horse for his sartorially-inclined mate. Some of the clothes are distinctly feminine, and Nathan does not wear those, although the Joker could probably talk him into a kilt, even if that's not a Manx thing but only their neighbors.

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[self_composed]

"How've you been doing?" Stella asks conversationally. "You seem to be covered in blood yet mysteriously uninjured."

[pythbox]

"I... was stabbed in the gut," she admits, and with reluctance adds: "The Joker fixed it."

[self_composed]

"He does have a crush on you, however idiotically he went about demonstrating this before," Stella says.

[pythbox]

The mask does surprisingly little to hide how deeply uncomfortable she looks.

[self_composed]

"Sorry."

[pythbox]

She frowns.

[self_composed]

Stella shrugs. "I'm gonna go have a look in the Belltower." And she teleports up.