Riddler tilts his head, has relatisation spread over his face and then Ed reaches out to curl his hand over Oswald's. "He's a friend. He's also the first person I ever met who is something like... us. He gets it."

And that is something Oswald will, blessedly, never know. What it's like to literally have two of you, tearing each other apart.

The next hand squeeze is a bit sharper, to get Oswald's attention. "You know he wanted to help get us together? After listening to Ed wax poetic so much."