could somebody check my pulse? it's been a minute since i've tasted blood. i forgot how good this was
Henry smirks and shakes his head at first. As he walks towards the dummy, he offers back a quip over his shoulder, "That's a funny way to say you wanna see me again." He can feel his confidence returning already, now that he's not being beaten up with a glorified stick. Although, his shoulders do feel a little sore from his fall and he makes a point to shake it off.
Then he's leaning up against the post and wondering why Oliver's so fixed on being good at protecting things. The answer does definitely clear things up, and a brief nod of sympathetic understanding offered at Oliver's mention of 'being sick and everything after that'. The illness had certainly had its impact on people, and he was only lucky not to have caught it.
"So you've met Safrin, then?" Henry asks curiously, inviting Oliver to extrapolate on that, "What was that like?"
Then he's leaning up against the post and wondering why Oliver's so fixed on being good at protecting things. The answer does definitely clear things up, and a brief nod of sympathetic understanding offered at Oliver's mention of 'being sick and everything after that'. The illness had certainly had its impact on people, and he was only lucky not to have caught it.
"So you've met Safrin, then?" Henry asks curiously, inviting Oliver to extrapolate on that, "What was that like?"
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