"It is all good. Other nasty stuff can't hurt me either." For Harley, it was Red who hooked her up. Basically, so she could be around her best friend, without getting sick from the toxins. And it has saved her life plenty of times.

Harley frowns. "My friend doesn't have a grave. Not one I am aware of."

"Why aren't there bodies? They burn them, or something?"