Seeing that blind rage on Oswald's face is unnerving. It's not the first time that he's seen that anger, that precursor to so many things that destroyed lives and brought about a trickle down effect of violence that left a lot of people destroyed and dead in his wake. It's unnerving.

And one of the most exciting things that Victor has seen in Duplicity.

It sparks memories of destruction. It reminds him of times in Gotham when he had done some of his best work, and some of the dearest losses. It's also the possibility of some of the things he hasn't told Ed coming out, and as he had felt when he had asked Vrenille to help and had revealed Ed's drug use. If and when the truth comes out, he might well end up poisoned by one of those deserts he loves.

Victor rises, lifting his chin as if he doesn't bear that mark and the frilled edge collar. As if he isn't a submissive.

"My dominant will need to see him directly. None of those costumes will fit him, and everything about it will need to be redone. Miss Ginger will have me bring him back when it's fitted," he says, reaching to take Oswald's arm as if he's looking to guide him to said dominant. "You'll need to come with me," he says, as if he's expecting a submissive to argue with him, rather than doing his best to get Oswald out of there.