"My-- He said-- Wha--?!" he begins to sputter, shocked and taken aback by this upstart's choice of words as he's yanks along to the side.

Squeezing his eyes shut for a moment, Oswald brings his hand up to pinch the bridge of his nose right between his eyes, taking in a long, deep breath, counting to ten--well, five--before lifting his hand abruptly like he's trying to swat something away. Or maybe just this new stranger.

"It's funny that you should bring up children, because you barely look old enough to be out here unsupervised yourself. Should we be looking for your guardian somewhere in all this mess? Hmm?"