"Yeah, this is the last one." Jason affirms over comms to Oracle, as he, Dick, and Damian open the lsat cell door, having scared the Joker away from this particular sector of...whatever madness he was up too.

"What. The. Fu-" Jason cuts off.

"Is that-" Dick asks.

"That is Rowan, the Joker's daughter, I assume that is why you have such odd looks upon your faces?" Damian deadpans.

The woman, around Jason's age, is chained to the wall, unconscious, and looking thoroughly beaten. She is wearing only a small black dress that hugs her curves.

"How could someone do this to their own daughter?" Dick asks, horrified.

"It's the Joker, are you really surprised?" Jason snarls.

"Perhaps we should just...get her down?" Damian suggests.

Jason grunts in response, staring at the woman.

What a secret well kept.