A coin?
Miaomiao craned her neck curiously, her eyes sparkling. "Is that the coin with heads on both sides? I heard you use it to make your decisions. Can I see it?"
The hand poised to flip the coin stopped.
Harvey looked at the outrageously bold girl in disbelief. Her big, dark eyes gazed expectantly at him-or rather, at the coin in his hand. There wasn't the slightest trace of fear in them, only fascination.
She looked like a child who had finally found the gingerbread house from a fairy tale.
Now this was something new. Even Batman's heart would tighten when he saw Two-Face flip his coin, and he would do everything he could to interrupt that uncertain choice. Yet the girl before him wasn't afraid. If anything, she seemed...
Eager to see it happen?
"You're not afraid of me?"
Harvey took two steps forward, stopping just an arm's length from the girl. He lowered his head to look at her unbelievably beautiful, delicate face, then turned his own slightly, exposing more of its injured half so she could get a good look.
"See this? This is Gotham's gift to me."
The severely burned, rotting face abruptly loomed before her. Threads of blood showed beneath the curled flaps of flesh. With no lips to cover them, stark white teeth and pale pink gums lay completely exposed to the air. His entire eyeball sat embedded in blackened, bloody flesh, giving the unnerving impression that it might fall out at any moment.
Every time Harvey did this, passersby screamed in terror and children wailed. Those sounds stirred an indescribable sorrow in his heart, mingled with a sick pleasure.
Miaomiao looked at Two-Face standing so close to her. She neither screamed nor cried. Her beautiful eyes blinked, showing neither fear nor disgust,