Oliver marinated on that for a moment before sighing, tilting his head to the side in consideration. It really wouldn't surprise him if They were feeding Simms information either. And maybe he'd been projecting more than he'd thought, but on the heels of that morning it just felt off. Then again, off basically described their whole day.
"I need to go see Edwin, soI'll get him the beer, and probably a bottle of somethin' stronger. Can't hurt to give him the option to get plastered tonight. Might make the trial a bit easier if he's nursin' a hangover tomorrow."