Ivy was more than shocked to see The Joker allowed back in the common area, strait jacket or not. Were the guards and doctors as crazy as he was letting him in here? She figured that they were probably trying to make him feel a semblance of normality by allowing him in the common area, but in reality they were just playing with fire and part of her wondered if they were secretly allowing him in the common area just to see what would happen?
Ivy had gotten out of Arkham thanks to Harley's help, only to find her way right back inside of its doors. As usual her cell had no windows, so this was her only time to enjoy the sunlight and try to soak up as much of its energy as possible. She liked this time to be peaceful and quiet, she wanted to try to listen to the world outside of Arkham's cold unfeeling doors and when Ivy saw the Joker she knew that this would be anything but a quiet day.
Dressed in simply an orange Arkham button down shirt, the rest of her green body was covered in leaves. She hadn't been in Arkham long enough to be looking as pale and worn down as she tended to get here, especially since so far, she hadn't caused any trouble and been allowed perks here and there. Ivy was looking out a window next to the Joker and looked over at him slowly. If today wasn't going to be quiet and peaceful, she might as well enjoy herself. In all this time, she actually hadn't talked to him once. She knew better than to approach him, she was close enough and within hearing range. "You know Joker, I find myself in and out of here all the time, but every time I'm here, there's one constant, you."