Somehow he made their struggle sound like a child's game. Harvey didn't bother commenting, merely glancing to the clown as he leaned in, good eye narrowing at the touch. Harvey grabbed the mad man's wrist, roughly but hardly with the kind of force a man like the Joker could find threatening. At least not yet.

Domestic- wasn't that a sickening thought. "Guess I'm sick of hearing about your mess and Bruce's gay trysts." He shot back.