No, but I also wouldn't be myself. I'm sure that if Joker had accepted Maruki's reality, I'd be reduced to a husk, my personality overwritten. It'd be a death of the self.

But Joker accepted my desires to embrace my fate, even if it meant letting me go.

[A broken, bitter laugh slips out of him.]

He still doesn't know I'm alive, and here, I can't exactly tell him.