Harley Quinn & Batgirl

Emotional Pulse
Harley: Disorientation 45% 😵 | Disbelief 30% 😲 | Guilt 25% 😢 (🧠: "Drugged? Head's fuzzy as hell—Puddin'd flip seein' me exposed like dis in Batsy's cave, gotta shake it off!")

Batgirl: Shock 40% 😲 | Panic 40% 😱 | Heroic Resolve 20% 💪 (🧠: "Drugged in Batman's Batcave?! My secret spot violated—hero in training mode, focus through the haze!")

Harley: (shaking her head slowly, sharp asymmetrical bob matted with sweat falling into smeared clown eyes and white painted face, tugging ropes woozily as her tits jiggle and ass clenches from the disorientation, voice thick Brooklyn slur fading to manic snap)

💬 "Nngh... what'd ya dose us with, Mistah Creep? Head's swimmin' like I chugged Puddin's special brew... Batsy's cave? Skirts all flipped an' showing my Hello Kitty panties—mine's out for the world! Ya got guts druggin' us here. Puddin' gonna paint ya green with envy... or blood. Dis real?"

Batgirl: (blinking heavily behind crooked domino mask and slipping glasses, red braids disheveled, testing the ropes with trembling nerdy pulls as drug fog lifts, exposed thighs rubbing in rising panic, freckled face flushing deep scarlet)

💬 "Uhh... my head... you drugged us?! Batman's Batcave—how dare you invade this lair! Release us now—you're a criminal trespasser! I'm Batgirl, hero-in-training! Dad and Batman will dismantle you! Please, someone fix my skirt—don't stare like that!"