OLIVER
There's a huff and a playful roll of his eyes. "Yeah yeah, old man, I know." He tries to keep it light, showing that he doesn't mean to be rude. "It's weird enough that I've had two whole ass birthdays here in Caido... like fuck I'm getting old." One was like, a month after his arrival, but it absolutely counted. Nothing happened when he had those birthdays, it wasn't something he ever mentioned to anyone. It didn't really matter anyway, it was just a day that marked him officially turning a year older.
Glancing over to the child, Oliver offers a nod. "Glad to know they are set up for success... I know it'll help that they will be a natural... do they already know about all the lore and animals and stuff? Seeing as you know, they are a demi-god and all." It was a silly question, one he voiced to try and maintain some positivity in the conversation... which absolutely fucking failed.
A light shake of his head. "No, not really... it's always so quiet in the manor... it feels so big and empty... and then the shop doesn't have visitors for a majority of the day." The more memories he had of home, the more worry he had for those he left behind. The regrets he had. "I... I know I had a family... and I just hope they're okay, you know? There's no way I'll ever know for sure... but I wish there was." It's soft and quiet. It isn't something he really wants to bring up- it's not like he can do anything about it.
"I guess... I don't know. I miss the days where I didn't have to worry about things, I could just speak with people." When he wasn't constantly alone. It was mopey shit and Oliver was so embarrassed he even said it in the first place. So childish and weak.
Glancing over to the child, Oliver offers a nod. "Glad to know they are set up for success... I know it'll help that they will be a natural... do they already know about all the lore and animals and stuff? Seeing as you know, they are a demi-god and all." It was a silly question, one he voiced to try and maintain some positivity in the conversation... which absolutely fucking failed.
A light shake of his head. "No, not really... it's always so quiet in the manor... it feels so big and empty... and then the shop doesn't have visitors for a majority of the day." The more memories he had of home, the more worry he had for those he left behind. The regrets he had. "I... I know I had a family... and I just hope they're okay, you know? There's no way I'll ever know for sure... but I wish there was." It's soft and quiet. It isn't something he really wants to bring up- it's not like he can do anything about it.
"I guess... I don't know. I miss the days where I didn't have to worry about things, I could just speak with people." When he wasn't constantly alone. It was mopey shit and Oliver was so embarrassed he even said it in the first place. So childish and weak.
i saw that my life
was a vast glowing empty page
and i could do anything i wanted
