[ oz is silent for most of it only talking to other individuals that bother to respond to his message not at al. L intended for them. By the time Gilbert finds him Oz is confused even more than when he began. He mostly has calmed, no longer looking as if he's about to break, but his head is buried in his arms propped up on top of his knees.
When another presence is sensed he already knows it too well. It's why he doesn't hesitate to shift, to look up just as Gil asks and all Oz can do is genuinely smile, a thankfully helpless smile, but a smile nonetheless.
Teasingly and softly:]
...You're late.
[he's fine, coming from home just prior to any potential violence. His clothes are different than normal, all black, and a clear signal for Gilbert approximately from when he just came from, that supposed day off Rufus had given to them.]