Glass peers at her, and Harley, and hmmms, and issues no immediate pronouncements, but she does say, "Hi, Ghosty."

"Hiya! Everybody else is saying hi to Lazarus. They'll be along in a bit."

Here's the Joker, for example.

"Your - ah, maybe, but I think I'm getting a clear enough read without him," says Glass. "If he's not busy, yes, if he is, don't bother..." She takes a step back. She frowns at Harley.

"Is something wrong with Harley?" Elspeth murmurs.

"...No," says Glass. "I don't know. I don't think so - I need to see the rest of them."

Ansharil walks over from his previous corner of the meadow and settles into a comfortable curl; Aianon sits down on his folded foreclaws.

Brilliance appears, his aura turned down to a glimmer.

Micaiah shows up a few seconds later.

Then Kas, with Petaal curled up on his shoulder as a white fennec fox.

The Beast, in human shape.

Sue, with Ivy tucked away, and Jellybean sucking on a square purple lollipop.

Jellybean looks at Micaiah.

Micaiah looks at Jellybean.

"Well, there's the obvious thing," says Jellybean.

"I'm new," Glass reminds them.

"Yeah, I just - " and he glances at Harley.

[We should probably have most of this conversation by brainphone,] says the Joker. [We're not a kid-friendly bunch when you start talking history. Obvious thing is, Micaiah and Jellybean have never been raped.]

Elspeth swallows and rocks Harley in her arms.

[Not surprised,] says the Joker. [What about the one for shitty childhoods, is that one passing him by?]

Queenie arrives.