Eva was growing impatient at this point. Perhaps it was the wine bringing out the anger. Joker smiled "I adore what rage does to your eyes."

He brought her even closer, his glass cut irises boring holes into her. Their noses were practically touching "I'm glad I didn't scoop out those beauties, would have been a waste."

Her nostrils flared when he pressed his forehead to hers "You scared?"

There was a beat of silence. Eva glared at him, he seemed to enjoy her anger as long as it didn't inspire rebellious action. "No, I'm….Angry."

A smile pulled at his lips, and the light of the TV flashed on his metal clad teeth "I suppose that's a common emotion…"

A small curl of hair had fallen into Eva's line of vision, smirking the Joker pushed it back. All the while never taking his eyes off hers "No fear for a veteran of Gotham's foster care system."

That did spark a twinge of nervousness. Though, she figured it was to be expected that Joker know about her time in foster care. He seemed to note the nervous twitch of her lips "Evelina Fia Anton, mother gunned down in your own home during a robbery."

Had he memorized her file? "9 years old, and you saw it all from a crack in the closet door."

He was pushing her, reliving the worst moment in her life was his method of punishment. The physical abuse was on hold, the mental was beginning to rear up like a cobra, spitting venom. "Even then…"

He had turned around fully, his knees digging into the couch as he trained all his attention on her "None of your living relatives wanted you, and after a thorough cleaning of all the cobwebs in that pretty little head of yours, you were booted right into the foster care system."

Eva remembered that night, despite several hours of therapy and a few prescriptions, nothing could erase the way the blood seeped through the closet door and wetted her feet. No amount of repression could bring her to forget the last time she saw her mother alive. Getting her face kicked in, and her head crushed underfoot while strangers rooted through their shitty apartment in the hopes of finding something good "Even then no one wanted you."

Joker could see her eyes clouding over, enthralled by memories. "You were kicked out for beating on one of your foster daddies because he took ahhh…. Hands on approach to parenting."

Nationwide more than 63,500 cases of sexual abuse in Foster homes have been reported. Any time Eva recalled those moments in her life, she'd play that fact over and over again in her head. She never understood why it was comforting, but it seemed to work "You had nightmares, went on hunger strikes."

They probably had file on record with the GPD, Eva had been a bit of juvenile delinquent "Arrested for trespassing when you ran away, and where did you run to Eva, my sweet sweet Eva?"

Her knees shook a little at the memory "Home…"

Putting a finger to his ear "What was that sweetie?"

She could feel the tears in her eyes, but she took several breaths and kept them from spilling "I went home."

He nodded "Your condemned home, the cops found you curled up on your mother's blood stains. My my, so poetically tragic. How old were you Eva?"

His nails dug into her hand "13."

After her mother's death, relators couldn't sell the house. It had been condemned but it would be years before it be would torn down. It was still there, and the stains had probably rotted away with the foundation. A couple tears spilled over, Joker's thumb ran under her eyes and caught them "The Johnsen family didn't want you back after that huh?"

They hadn't, the social worker came and picked her up the next day. Eva had stayed at the Police station that night. "And how did all that make you feel Eva? Did it make you sad?"

She shook her head. "Afraid?"

She shook her head again "Angry."

At that point, she remained still . Joker smiled at her "And what did you do?"

"I broke the windows of their car and shredded its tires."

Eva had almost been sent to juvie for that one. After being threatened by the Judge, Eva didn't test the ropes again. It helped that in the Morgan house (the family that took her after the Johnsens), she met Marni.