About five minutes later, Su Ming returned with Joker. The pale man seemed to be asleep, kicking his legs now and then as if he were having some kind of Nightmare.
"You didn't suck out his brains again, did you?" Bobo grimaced in disgust. "He's a lunatic. Don't let him influence you."
"No. We just had a nice chat, verbally." Su Ming waved over the inconspicuous sludge and stuffed Joker into Clayface's body with a squelch. "You and Damian take him to the Hall of Justice and hand him over to Green Arrow. Tell him to lock Joker up with 'that person.' Green Arrow will understand what I mean."
"But I want to stay with you." Damian looked at Deathstroke pitifully, biting his lip.
"You should be with your friends. If The Batman Who Laughs comes back, the Teen Titans will need a smart person to lead them." Deathstroke's large hand landed on Robin's shoulder. He crouched down, looked at the boy seriously, and patted that young shoulder. "Don't overlook any danger because of your own preferences. That's what I taught you today."
Damian took a deep breath, and his gaze gradually turned resolute. He nodded seriously. "I understand. But once everything is over, I'll come find you. Brian, let's go."
He nodded farewell to Bobo, Shiva, and the others, flicked his Cloak, and leaped onto Clayface's shoulder. The huge mass of sludge wriggled up along the cliff, then swiftly vanished from sight with a speed and agility utterly unsuited to its size.
Only three people and one ape remained. Bobo walked to the lakeshore and stared at the red water before turning to ask, "What exactly did Joker tell you?"
"He told me about the other Jokers." Su Ming spread his hands and looked toward the yacht stranded in