"You must have hit the back of your head really hard."
❛ i reckon so. ya’ know, i can be pretty clumsy sometimes. ❜
( * ░ ☓*ﾟ ❝ STRANGER DANGER !
His brow furrowed slightly, and he glanced at the stranger again. “You don’t have.. somewhere you’re staying?” Jacket asked, starting down the sidewalk. He watched the woman carefully to double-check that she could walk alright on her own. She had looked really out of it on the ground, but there didn’t seem to be any visible wound on her head, at least.
Homelessness wasn’t a rare sight in town. It seemed like there would be somewhere the woman would want to go, though - and if there really wasn’t, Jacket decided he could think in the car about where to take her. Somewhere busier than this, where she would have a better chance of finding someplace safe to eat or sleep.
if harley allowed the GANG’S location to slip . . . it wouldn’t be too much of a surprise if she experienced a copy cat of her recent incident. she wasn’t entirely too sure of j o k e r ‘ s location anyway, her memory hazier than she’d prefer. yet her eccentric nature still withstood strongly in her characteristics, incapable of being forgotten. ❛ not that i remember, at least. i don’t think that i’d remember how ta’ get there, anyway. i ain’t eva’ seen this place before, but by the looks of it there ain’t much ta’ remember. ❜ of course, she wasn’t going to ity to exit this place.
