Joker is...he's tired, he's decided. Tired of the self-blame, tired of the...well. Self-blame sums up all of it, really.

He takes the hand that is not holding Magpie's and sticks it horizontally across Crow's mouth. "Shut," he says, lowly, tiredly but with force and understanding. Firm, but kind. "Everything sucked for everyone and nobody's perfect. I was an asshole too. No blaming yourself unfairly. We think about it in the morning. None of us have clear minds."