Harley chuckled because he wasn't entirely wrong, he probably ought not let her get that close. But as he accepted the scarves she took a seat on the head of her mallet while it rested on the ground.

"Yeah I think so? I remember I was running distraction for some friends of mine trying to complete a mission. Undermine a big oppressive evil government thing. Just another Tuesday really. And I remember I was shot in the back and...well here we are. So I guess they must have killed me once they caught up to me." She shrugged her shoulders. "Too bad, I was kinda hoping for a more public execution. Maybe some live on air torture so I could say my goodbyes."