He frowns at the mention of less of them patrolling the street. He'd heard Batman had retired from Maria but...what about Dick? Tim? Was there even an Oracle operating within the city anymore? Gotham was certainly seeming more lonely than it had been in years.
"Less of them? Well it's hard to keep track of how many there are. For all we know someone could have started and word hasn't gotten out." Maybe...no. He shouldn't assume these things yet. He needs more proof. For all he knows this Ezra could be just another frustrated citizen with decent tech knowledge.
"Unless crime itself touches them, I don't think most people are going to get out of the complacency rut. Sadly, your nasty letters to the Times are probably censored I guess."
He adds an item to his mental catalogue: family history of mental illness? Or friend? The guy seemed to find it a topic he took personally. Just another way to keep tabs on this guy. He didn't want him doing something reckless or getting hurt.
"Look, sorry I got us into this. I didn't mean to ruin the art viewing. How about if we run into each other here again I make it up to you and get you a drink at the cafe downstairs? My apologies in beverage form. Plus, I find being relaxed always makes the art experience more enjoyable." It also gives him an excuse to keep track of this guy the next time they run into each other. If he was just a frustrated guy then at least Thomas would hear some opinions about this world's Gotham from the everyday person.
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