"What can I say? I have a playful personality." She was grinning as she looked down at her bat, which was stained a little redder now than before. Harley made a face- not because of the blood as much as how her bat was now a little more messed up. "And I was great, wasn't I? You're welcome." She grinned and hoisted her bat again, putting the not-so-bloody side on her shoulder.
"Sure thing, Babsy- you lead the way!" She winked, happy to follow on another adventure. "Maybe next time it'll be people." That manic grin was there again and she waggled her eyebrows, clearly liking the idea. Yes, she had made a truce of sorts with this Barbara, but she wasn't about to change anytime soon.
She was still very, very insane. She just happened to sorta like the girl. If only in a look how scared hse is kinda way.