So it really was that simple. Revenge. Not his kind, but he... couldn't blame him?
No, he could.
He steeled his jaw as the dress was practically shoved and put on him, arms protesting movement as he desperately willed them to fight Joker, to push him away, anything-- The sedative was good. Too good.
He swallowed thick, head lolling forward enough for him to murmur against his shoulder as he pulled it up around his middle, "Of all the things you could've done, Joker," hesitance, lips finding it harder to form words now, another burst of laughter burning his lungs as he willed it back, "I'm disappointed in you."
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Date: 2009-02-25 06:36 am (UTC)No, he could.
He steeled his jaw as the dress was practically shoved and put on him, arms protesting movement as he desperately willed them to fight Joker, to push him away, anything-- The sedative was good. Too good.
He swallowed thick, head lolling forward enough for him to murmur against his shoulder as he pulled it up around his middle, "Of all the things you could've done, Joker," hesitance, lips finding it harder to form words now, another burst of laughter burning his lungs as he willed it back, "I'm disappointed in you."