The shift in facial features was all he needed. The Joker, since his arrival year ago, had proven his ability to worm his way into people's heads time and time ago. He knew the way that most human's minds reacted to certain news. Some would say that he knew things, others would say that he noticed things. People wore their hearts on their sleeves. And when you could recognize the signs it was easy to manipulate them.
Lexie hadn't been that difficult. Hell, every time he saw the guy it was either to announce a plan or speak out against inhuman saviors. Tweaking those strings was as easy as a master cellist playing a scale to warm up. The question caused the clown to grin and from the cracked sin blood came forth. Not enough to drip but enough to give a glint to his red, inflamed lips.
"Enough to fill a thimble." Joker cooed. Ready for his treat. Oh, things were coming together nicely.