Re: Penthouse: Selina K/Harley Q
"How is he anything like the Bat?" she asked, all incredulity. Oh, she knew Harley had shrink powers in that little blonde head of her somewhere, and Selina was allergic to anything that resembled introspection, but she didn't think Robert was anything like Bruce. In fact, she'd say he was entirely opposite.
But Harley was there, offering information, and Selina wasn't immune. After all. Gotham? Gotham was built on gossip, because gossip fed obsessions. And every last rogue and bird in Gotham was obsessed. They all belonged in Arkham, when it came right down to it. Being in Marvel was teaching her that too. "What was he whining about?" She chuckled at that sigh, and she relented and scratched Harley's nape with her nails, fingers sliding through wisps of pigtail escaped blonde. And while she was feeling better, and while she looked better, the fact that she was even engaging in this behavior was indicative that, no, she wasn't okay. "You don't like him?"
But she thought about Joe and Harley's response for a few seconds after that flash of round blue eyes. "And it's redirected where? Ivy?"