[Her hands clasp in her lap as she considers her words.]

He's called the Joker. He's a serial killer - hundreds of people, murdered and maimed. Hundreds of families torn apart.

Two of them were my family. My deal is bringing them - and everyone else - back to life. But it can't end there - he'll just keep on killing.

[She remembers telling Dick that, before she came here; wondering how much of that blood was on their hands. She still couldn't bring herself to take that step, back then - couldn't separate personal vengeance from objective justice. She knew she couldn't use Oracle for the former.]