When she wasn't being questioned or taken to "therapy" (both of which had started happening a lot less ever since she had taken the Joker's advice and shown her pictures to the doctors and orderlies), Samara often sat on her bed, staring off into space. Sometimes she got up and watched the clock hands go round and round. Sometimes she stood on the bed. Most of the time, though, she didn't do much.

When she heard the Joker coming, she didn't get up, but she turned her head toward the door.

And she waited.