[Public]

I'm happy to inform you that I've been wasting my breath over the past week. [Secretly, he's not actually happy about this. But he's doing a fabulous job of keeping it out of his voice.] The Joker has vanished from my item, and appears to be gone. I did monitor the device and did a late search of port for him before we were summoned, and there was no ice-entombed escaped corpse to be found.

I don't know if the Admiral will pick him up again, but I would still be willing to take him on in the circumstance he would even if I doubt that I will be the primary choice in that event. However, everyone may breathe a bit easier that there's one less clown skulking the corridors of the Barge.

[There's some muttering about him having left his greasepaint before he cuts off the entry. He's actually a little confused at being upset about this, but maybe because for some deluded reason he feels like he was sure he'd found what made him tick and could have worked with that.]

[Private to Self]

Alone again, alone again, jiggety jig.