Came back? She quirked a skeptical eyebrow as he jumped to his feet. "I wasn't even here before. How could I have 'come back'?" He made his way towards her and she instinctively set one foot back, ready to move, ready to strike. Her hand slid off of the gun in some primal instinct to ready her claws and get him to back off--

She didn't expect him to pull her against him and to kiss her, of all things. Her eyes were wide in horror and she shoved back against him, prying his mouth off of hers.

"Get off!" she shouted, claws out, eyes narrowed. "I mean it, Joker. Let go."