{OPEN} {SE} sing a happy tune

OLIVER

Within the eye, mysteries of the soul burn deeply beneath the fiery chasms of love

and patiently wait for an awakening

A soft smile appeared on his face as their exchange became light and carefree. This girl was being very humble, almost like she didn't want to be praised, which he was fine with. He wouldn't force her to feel uncomfortable if she didn't like to hear praise, but he wasn't a major fan of her immediately assuming that she wasn't good enough for the Guild or something. "Well, you are still invited to come to our events, if you'd like? Hell, the doors are pretty much always open." He offered her a warm smile before his eyes seemed to light up as an idea came to his head. "How's about this....maybe we can meet up again? You could come to the guild and we could just make something. You don't have to join, but it'd give you an outlet to express yourself....you'd be surprised how amazing and weightlifting it is to do that." His voice was lit up like a fire, blazing with excitement and joy over the prospect of possibly helping Weaver to free herself of the chains that bound her.

There was a bright side that while she was humble, she also was able to accept his offer of a gift. With a nod, he focused on his hands and...nothing. With a scrunch of his nose, he tried to crack his knuckles, confused on why a knife didn't just appear in his hands. Okay...maybe he could only create something that he had confidence in. Yeah. That was totally likely.

Focusing once more, a very, very small vase would appear in his hands. It was barely the size of a cup, but it was cute. Laughing awkwardly, he held it out to her. "I hope you can find something to do with this? Maybe if you can find a flower that'll survive in Halo, it'll do nicely in it."