Ace's face grew darker as the rabbit kept speaking what she believed, gaining the attention of many of the Joker residents. Ace snarled wanting nothing more then to hurt the girl, his choker glowed brightly. His two toned green eyes glazed over and he almost seemed to sink in on his self. Armon pulled him back and away from the rabbit girl. "You make it seem like you know exactly what he's going through, and yet, you haven't a fucking clue," a small mouse beastkin stated from behind the rabbit. "Ace has to deal with insanity on a daily basis. His uncle is the only relative he has and he's is insane. He works for Alice, is obsessed with her. Just because you've had a few hardships means nothing. He said nothing about your past. He was talking about your parents, and what they should have taught you. And us? The Joker's. You come down here and you think you know everything there is to know about us? Don't insult Lady Venatrix. She deserves more hen what she's been given. And we will follow her beyond death. You know nothing, little white rabbit. Nothing about any of us, or even about that bitch you serve. Your job is meaningless without knowing the truth. What's that saying?" the small mouse boy asks. Armon answers, "History is written by the victors."<br/><br/>Vena gives a small smile, "I don't see why you avoid me. I'm not going to bite you. I need to know, when was the last you saw your father? Ches has been missing for awhile. But I need to know exactly how long. Something is happening, and I have a feeling I'm going to need his help." Vena sighed and reached up to her hair, pulling out the thin leather strap from it. "And if I can't find him, then I will definitely need you, but I don't want to ask anything of you."