Hearing Deathstroke's words, Zeiss did not answer immediately. Instead, she swayed gracefully toward him and sat down beside him.
She first glanced at the platform outside the train window, then at Diana, who was glaring coldly at her. The woman revealed a charming smile, her crimson-painted lips parting gently.
"I want to join the Justice League."
"Huh?"
Her words caught everyone present completely off guard. It was like a mouse saying it wanted to join Dream of a Thousand Cats. The DEO and the Justice League could not exactly be called outright enemies, but their conflicts were certainly numerous.
So Harley was the first to react. Little Sugar Bean, who had been laughing so hard her stomach hurt, sprang up directly, banging her head against one of the train's hanging straps without even caring.
"You're seriously out of your mind, you little country bumpkin. Don't you know what kind of person you are?"
What kind of person was Zeiss? Simply put, darkness.
Born and raised in Gotham, she graduated from a local university with a degree in psychology before heading far away to the West Coast and joining an intelligence agency. Every step of her life could be described as pitch-black.
"You've been yelling about joining the Justice League all this time, so why can't I? You were sentenced to more than eight hundred life terms for multiple murders and all sorts of crimes, while I'm a perfectly innocent good woman."
Zeiss smiled and shot Harley a sidelong glance. She flicked the blonde hair over her shoulder and crossed her legs, showing off her black stockings and high heels.
"Besides, I'm more fashionable than you now. Look at what you're wearing: a baseball jacket and platform shoes. Heh, Gotham isn't some backwater either, is it?"
Her gaze swept over Harley