[Perhaps part of him keeps hoping that there's some kind of practical upshot of all of this, something that will make the impending forced discomfort worth it somehow. It's wildly naive of him and on some level he knows that even searching for the silver lining is ridiculous and doomed to waves of disappointment at best and outright crashing failure at worst. It's like looking forward to red jello day at Arkham. Not even strawberry flavour, just red.
Letting his head thump back against the pillow of the bed he's still not quite moved from yet, Oswald makes a low whining sound that he's very glad won't be picked up by text.]
What about pockets of resistance? Rebel factions? Corrupt LIES workers? There has to be something.
[If he sat with this a little longer, he would of course realise that if Ed and Riddler haven't found a way to exempt themselves yet, it really is as dire a situation as has been intimated.]
[Ever persistent Ed. This is clearly not something that's going away any time soon, something that they're going to have to find a way to deal with one way or another because Ed isn't inclined to just ignore Oswald and he knows it. When they're further apart, it's easier for Oswald to focus on the version of Ed that he left on ice and everything that lead to that moment. It's much harder to hold that line when he's called on to interact with Ed directly, even harder still when they're physically around one another.
Oswald hesitates on the offer, shifting to sit a little more upright. He still has some things to attend to here and it's much harder to just sneak out of a secure mansion.]
You don't think there will be any issue with two Marked individuals attempting to procure a meal together with the atmosphere as it currently stands?
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
no subject
Letting his head thump back against the pillow of the bed he's still not quite moved from yet, Oswald makes a low whining sound that he's very glad won't be picked up by text.]
What about pockets of resistance? Rebel factions? Corrupt LIES workers? There has to be something.
[If he sat with this a little longer, he would of course realise that if Ed and Riddler haven't found a way to exempt themselves yet, it really is as dire a situation as has been intimated.]
no subject
You should come to lunch. I'll take you out somewhere if you prefer.
no subject
Oswald hesitates on the offer, shifting to sit a little more upright. He still has some things to attend to here and it's much harder to just sneak out of a secure mansion.]
You don't think there will be any issue with two Marked individuals attempting to procure a meal together with the atmosphere as it currently stands?
[It's not an outright no, at least! Improvement?]
no subject
no subject
no subject
I'll send you the name and address and meet you there.
[ Which he does as soon as he's made the reservation. ]