[ is Joker... kidding him right now? does he got jokes? he responded with a meow, the kind of noise that makes Morgana's worry disappear into the aether and replacing it, a stern and cross expression that is accompanied by something a little more... evil.

what kind of evil?

how about Morgana affectionately and aggressively bumping the boy's forehead with his own?

evil. ]

I'm glad you're okay but the meow seems a little inappropriate, don't you think? [ another bump, and Morgana sighs. ] What kind of place is this, I assume you've already done a little scouting...?