[It's not Vrenille's place to speak for Oswald, but if he had to characterise it, he'd peg the event as half way between the two. Though also...hello, now that he's met Oswald he can actually picture the serving tongs down someone's throat as literal reaction and not just hyperbole, and that's...sort of a shock to realise that we're all living in that reality where a reaction like that would really possibly happen...

Anyway, right. He's focused. What were they saying? Oh yeah...]

He phoned me in the middle of the night, and if I tell you why you gotta promise you're not gonna go off all half cocked 'bout it. You or Riddler, k?