OLIVER
A sigh and Oliver adjusts his hair once more. "While I haven't lived in such a location, I... I can understand." Oliver really tries to think things over. How to explain everything and what he could do to help. "I... actually offer homes to people in the Hollowed Ground. Maybe someone could help you here?" No way did this guy want to leave and go to the Grounds, but Oliver would at least try a bit.
The blonde shakes his head and offers the other man a faint smile. "Thank you, but no, I'm not from Torchline." Honestly, it seemed a bit obvious to Oliver seeing as he was pale as a ghost, but whatever. "I'm an Outlander, not really exactly sure where I'm from. I keep saying the word Irish so that's all I know for sure." He cracks a small grin before continuing. "I lived in a sea-side town, larger than Torchline and far more advanced. I learned how to swim seeing as, ya know, it was easy to fall into the ocean even if you tried to be super careful." Oliver had a lot to say but at this point, he had already spoke too much, causing him to be quiet once again.
The blonde shakes his head and offers the other man a faint smile. "Thank you, but no, I'm not from Torchline." Honestly, it seemed a bit obvious to Oliver seeing as he was pale as a ghost, but whatever. "I'm an Outlander, not really exactly sure where I'm from. I keep saying the word Irish so that's all I know for sure." He cracks a small grin before continuing. "I lived in a sea-side town, larger than Torchline and far more advanced. I learned how to swim seeing as, ya know, it was easy to fall into the ocean even if you tried to be super careful." Oliver had a lot to say but at this point, he had already spoke too much, causing him to be quiet once again.
Isn't it amazing
How we can never tell
Who is in an identical hell
