Perhaps. But perhaps not, not if death wasn't permanent. "Thanks for the information." This wasn't Gotham; he had no transmitter to give Schuldig to summon him and doubted he would have given it to him if he had. He didn't trust him, though he'd proven useful for the moment. He might not have told all he knew, but what he'd said would be a start. Assuming it wasn't all lies, but he'd shown none of the signs of lying. For now, he turned to leave. "If there's nothing else..."