"Nope," says the Joker. "I'm telling you I'm a masochist and so're the rest of me." He flashes a grin. "It's why they keep us around."
"You should probably just mint us both anyway, 'cause, even little wishes are wishes, we're big girls, we can handle it, and anyway eventually Bella will fall down the stairs if she just takes off her new shiny thing for like a day."
"Uh, what's wrong is I like pain when it's pain I like but I spent years and years getting tortured and I didn't like that except - when - I did - " and he shoves his face against the Joker's chest and hugs him tight, sobbing.
"Aww, honey," the Joker says soothingly, kissing the top of Brilliance's head and petting him some more. "Wasn't long ago at all for you, was it. It's okay, hon. You're gonna be okay. I promise."
"...The torturing was four hundred years ago, wasn't it?" Bella asks slowly. "Or..."
Bella would hug Brilliance, but he seems to have that covered.
"Happens to most of us," says the Joker. "Only two without so far. I'm not one of 'em."
"So there are - attractors - that multiple versions of the same person are liable to fall into," says Bella. "...Apparently Lexi is not an attractor for Bells."
"That's weird," asserts Lexi. "Are there Lexis with no Bellas, then?"
"We'll keep an eye out once we're all cosmopolitan and multiversal," murmurs Bella.
Then he smiles thoughtfully and produces a jar of jelly beans out of thin air. Lexi might recognize it.
"Got something for ya, sweetie."
"Ooh," says Brilliance, and he sniffles and grabs the jar. Nom nom nom oooooooh, flavours.