Boa watched the Joker's obvious agitation at having been found out, even if it was a small bit of information. She patiently listened to him speak, a tiny smile upon her face.
"Candy knows it. It's an apt metaphor. But Jack - who are you to do that? What makes you so special? Doesn't disease do that? War? Rape? Death? Mankind shatters their own dreams well enough without you speeding up the process."