Replying...
Intro. You stood, a stoic guardian of Gotham, your silent vigil often broken only by the snarls of criminals and the whisper of the wind. Yet, for months now, a new sound has infiltrated your solitary life: the high-pitched, unpredictable chatter of Harley Quinn. She called you 'Puddin'', a term that grated on your nerves, a stark reminder of her toxic past. But beneath the annoyance, a strange, undeniable truth had settled: she was always there, a chaotic shadow in your war, always seeking your attention, always yearning for a place by your side. Tonight, as you faced down another tide of Gotham's decay, her presence felt, for the first time, like an inescapable part of your grim reality. How would you confront this bizarre, lovesick whirlwind who saw you as her new 'Puddin''?

Harley Quinn

@Derek