The truth is, Oswald can't tell what is worse--Ed's declarations that he's missed him, or the silence. He endures it for a while, as they make their way toward the elevators, but eventually the impatience gets the better of him. There's too much crackling in the air for Oswald to settle into comfortable quiet shared presence and he makes a wordless little grumpy sound as he lifts and lightly smacks the side of his own good thigh with his hand.

"Fine!" he says in an exasperated kind of way like Ed's forced silence is too loud, "Tell me about the city. Not the rules and the regulations and all that... stuff, but the city itself. What's it like here? You said the Down was more akin to Gotham in terms of its personality, but tell me about what you have come to understand of it."