"I can answer that. Maybe he doesn't even know it himself, but I do."
After hearing her little cousin's question, Harley immediately jumped out with a grin. While Strangle was eating brains, she and Little Dai were having their second round of ice cream after the barbecue.
"I talked with Wolfman about Deathstroke's armor colors. Yellow represents light, the path of angels; black represents darkness, the road to Nine Hells. Slade bears both colors at once, representing how he forever lives in Infinite Hell. He's neither a good person nor a bad guy, forever carrying everything alone. But the upside is that he controls his own destiny."
"Hmm, that sounds pretty reasonable." Deadpool nodded repeatedly, rubbing his chin with his fingers. "But there's another question. Who's this Wolfman? Does Cousin have scholars specifically studying his behavior and deeds?"
The little lunatic rapidly shook her head. She first looked mysteriously from side to side. There was nothing inside her skull but Set's blood, and only then did she quietly explain to her little cousin.
"Marv Wolfman. Just ask around at the DC Editorial Department and you'll know. He created a whole bunch of Gotham characters. Those who know, know. I can't say too much here."
Ordinary people would generally think Harley was having an episode if they heard that, but Deadpool and Gwenpool, who had been standing around doing nothing, both nodded repeatedly. They said they understood, and gained a new appreciation for Harley's abilities. They even felt admiration.
"Got it, but I still think red and black looks better." Deadpool changed the subject. He wasn't the type to dig too deeply into things.
"Pink and white are nice too." Gwenpool tugged at her bodysuit and hitched the weapons bag behind her shoulder higher.
"I used to like red and black