Just as Su Ming had said, Diana returned quickly, bringing the Amazon guard with her to maintain order in the city.
But ever since she found Deathstroke, she had said nothing, simply staring at him expressionlessly.
"You want to ask about Donna, right? I heard about it from Constantine, but I can't be sure it's true. I was planning to confirm it after I got back before telling you."
Su Ming held his teacup. Under that sharp gaze, the black tea suddenly seemed far less fragrant.
"Stare."
Diana still said nothing. Her eyes were full of grievance and resentment. Her sister had vanished and was likely kidnapped by that lunatic, The Batman Who Laughs.
And Deathstroke was here having afternoon tea with other people?
Though Diana herself had lived in the United Kingdom for decades and knew some people simply had such habits—like Vivienne and Madame Xanadu, both of whom had lived in the United Kingdom for centuries.
But Deathstroke wasn't British!
"The Batman Who Laughs took her to make use of her. As long as she still has value, he won't discard her easily. She's safe for now."
Setting down his teacup, Su Ming added an explanation and pushed the pastries on the picnic cloth toward Diana. Madame Xanadu had lived for so many years; her skill at making pastries was genuinely excellent.
"Stare."
Diana still did not speak. She did not look at anyone else, only stared at Su Ming, making the atmosphere rather awkward. No one else knew what to say.
Vivienne looked toward Muni with a questioning gaze, but Madame Xanadu rolled her eyes, indicating that she had no idea what was going on either. She had not visited the Hall of Justice in a long time.
Though Wonder Woman and this Otherworld Deathstroke seemed to