Harley might've seemed like the kind of girl who would go along with anything just to get a pretty little toy like the gryffon was. As it stood, the only person she would literally bend over backwards for was Joker, and this person was certainly not him.
Pulling away before he had a chance to sink his teeth into her, she gave him a glare, eyes flashing with anger. "What do you mean, my blood? You're not getting any of my blood!"