Harley Quinn's at it again?

When you got to the bridge, the Martian was waiting to assign you a new mission. "It would seem Harley and Poison Ivy are wreaking havoc in Arkham Asylum."

"What?" The last time you saw Harley, she said something about leaving the Joker, something you didn't think she would do. And you told Pamela to finish her sentence, without doing anything evil...

"I know you've dealt with them individually, but they may present a danger together. So I'm assigning Batman to go with you, for he understands them better than anyone." When Batman's name was mentioned, it was as if there was slight pressure in your forehead. Your thoughts were changing; your imagination was reshaping or shrinking; your behavior was hardening like stone. Or steel... By the time Bruce made it to your side, you felt like a different man inside. Similar... J'onn briefed him on what had happened, and he just remained stolid.

"Quinn's never been able to quit working for the Joker cold turkey. She'll spring him before too long." At that moment, your new mind and same spirit conglomerated to talk to Bruce.

"When last we talked, she seemed determined to operate solo. Given this isn't a fluke, we should stop them before they cause accidental damage. Let's go." You left without another word, invoking curiosity in your partner and mission handler.

"It seems he is taking after you," J'onn said. Batman stared at him before going to join you.

On your way to Arkham via the Batmobile, you explained that you and Quinn actually got to know one another, and added, "Being a sympathetic guide, I offered my opinion on how abused she's turned out, that she didn't need that treatment. She seemed to agree with me, and left to prove herself."

"Quinn's dangerous," Bruce warned. "She may seem ditzy, but she has psychiatric training. She's just as insane and powerful as her boyfriend. Don't trust her." Then you gave Bruce the Bat-glare, to which he stared at you briefly before continuing on. "Work on that."

You both arrive and charge into the building, and found the orderlies and staff lying on the ground, groaning from their pains. You and Bruce examined a few of them, only minor concussions and a scrape, or a few bruises. "Where did Quinn go?" you ask a man. Bruce watched and listened, hearing that she went to the lower floor: intensive treatment. That's where the most dangerous patients are kept.

Secretly, Bruce was getting either impressed or annoyed. He couldn't exactly tell.

You didn't even wait for Batman to come with. You open the door to staircases that lead to the basement level. You were about to run, but Batman grabbed your shoulder. "Don't be reckless. Follow my lead."