His backstory wasn't as surprising as the casual manner he approached her. Harley was used to guys looking at her in two ways. With lust or with fear. She couldn't really read either on this guy's face, and for some reason she kinda liked it.
"Town full of supers with trust issues. What's new?" She shrugged and stepped closer, watching the door then spinning around to grin at him. "Psychic bird powers? You can talk to birds? Really?" That wasn't the strangest thing she'd heard. "Like, just that bird or any bird?"
Maybe he was some other universe's version of the Penguin. Even if he didn't look or act like the criminal at all. It would at least explain why he wasn't as surprised about her actions as some o the others had seemed.
"Ya got stories. I like that. Last time I was left alone this long was when I was locked up- but 'course Georgie kept me company. Right Georgie?" She paused and smiled widely. "Georgie says I'm right- he gets tired of talkin' too much, though, and then I'm just left to my own devices. That's never any good!"
So. The door! She started towards it. "You ready, Birdy?"