several kinds

[thaumobabble]

Glass appears in the Belltower, where the Jokers less Felicity are still assembled.

"There are," she announces, "kinds of you."

Comments

[thaumobabble]

"You're welcome. Where's Elspeth?"

[inhispockets]

He shrugs. "Doing something."

[thaumobabble]

"Huh. Okay. Well, enjoy your poof."

[inhispockets]

"I will," he says, hugging it.

[pythbox]

Elsewhere, something occurs to the Jokers:

"Can I be there when Glass talks to Golden?" says Harley.

[mind_game]

Jane confers with Glass. "Sure," she says.

[pythbox]

"Okay," says Harley. "Is she there already, or going soon, or are they still in the Gentle Cave...?"

[mind_game]

"She just gave Felicity his poof fountain and is currently waiting in the active capital for Golden to get out of a meeting. Golden's not going to be at the entire meeting like Elspeth is, just the overview, so she'll be done in a couple minutes."

[pythbox]

"Okay," says Harley.

He freecasts to Glass.

[thaumobabble]

"Hi," says Glass. "What are you thinking you'll add to the - I mean, I'm totally on board with having you there, but what wasn't covered when I was asking for advice?"

[pythbox]

"I don't know," says Harley. "But if I'm there, then if something comes up..." He shrugs.

[thaumobabble]

"Okay. So, Felicity has a poof and a fountain now. It's sort of rose-pink."

[pythbox]

He smiles. "Aww."

[thaumobabble]

"Wanted to know if they bit."

[pythbox]

Harley smiles again, wryly. "Yeah. I'm not surprised."

[thaumobabble]

"But he seemed to believe me that they don't, anyway."

[pythbox]

"That's good."

[thaumobabble]

"Yeah. I mean, where would a poof even keep teeth? Did you ever name yours?"

[pythbox]

He laughs and shakes his head. "Nah."

[luminous_regnant]

Golden emerges from the meeting room. "Hi, Glass, Harley. What did you want to talk about?"

[thaumobabble]

"It looks like the twelve-year-old Joker that Jane found is going to be living with Elspeth," says Glass, "but, since he's twelve and not a baby, he's probably going to be harder to deal with than Harley was."

[pythbox]

(Harley grins wryly.)

[luminous_regnant]

Golden looks at Glass.

"You think I'm going to upset him somehow," she guesses.

[thaumobabble]

"It's possible," says Glass. "The possibility that you shouldn't interact with him at all was floated."

[pythbox]

Harley... decides not to say anything.