Zoe had eaten her food. She'd been through must worse, or that was what she told herself, so she could eat. She didn't taste whatever she was eating; she just went through the motions. She had to eat; not eating wasn't at all an option, without being the only option.
She blinked, pulled to the moment, the here and now. The warrior hadn't been expecting the direct question. Oddly, she wasn't sure how she would have started without it. She took another sip of water, ignoring alcohol for now.
"I don't know why I've been sitting on this for so long. Surprised the City didn't step in, or maybe it did. Guess I thought if I didn't talk about it..." She sighed. "I know you've got history, Jesse. I know things have happened." She wanted to hit something. She'd rather act than talk, partly because she didn't always have the words she wanted to use.
"When the Joker did what he did to the Bat, back in the asylum." That was when everything clicked; she could have kicked herself. Jesse had healed her, and she didn't want him to think she blamed him for what came next. She wasn't even sure she blamed the Joker. It was simply all collateral damage.
"I can't have children." Zoe didn't feel like a failure. She just felt incomplete at times. Hell, she wasn't even sure she wanted them, not now anyway. She just felt he had to know.