"They don't give out infowaves for this sort of thing." Zoe squeezed his hand, and before he could ask. "Handbooks. Though, I guess it would defeat the purpose. There's something it needs from us, which have to say, that doesn't make me feel all that friendly to him, it, whatever you want to call it." She shrugged. She didn't like thinking of the City as a living thing; she could accept it after a fashion or just overlook it, but with that Townsend person on the stage, it was hard to ignore it.
"There isn't a need for me either. I was second in command on a ship of smugglers, pirates, and criminals." She gave him a slight smile. "Not that I think it excuses the existence of the Joker; folks like that aren't exactly folks. I heard they put down animals that aren't right, and that's one animal that should have been put down and stayed down long ago."
She finally stopped, meaning to stop him. With him stopped, she claimed his other hand and directed both hands to clasp behind her. This would be the first time she had him do this so openly. It wasn't that she hid that they were in some relationship, but she was cautious after a fashion. The Joker was out there after all.
"If things didn't happen the way they did, we wouldn't be here." She tapped his foot with hers to indicate that she meant in the moment, together. "I can't say that I like what happened to get us here, but I can't say with certainty I would give us up if it meant that everything else would be kittens and puppies. It's selfish, I know. It's not right either. I wouldn't wish any of what that woman's going through now on my worst enemy."