OLIVER
Hopefully Oliver wouldn't be too much of a burden on the other man. The only problem was that he didn't know the full extent of the amount of stress and work that Loren had to deal with, leading to him most likely being a little bit of a dead weight on the other man. Luckily, he did know a small bit already, so he wouldn't be completely useless. He had learned a small bit about the world they lived in so most of his questions had already been answered. If Loren were to ever ask for his help, Oliver would absolutely offer his services, but there was only so much Oliver knew.
And of course, his clothing comment came off a bit...misunderstood. Oliver knew he was being a bit unrealistic by wanting fancy clothes, but he also seemed to be ignorant to what exactly they could do here. "The clothes I have are great, I just might need a couple more clothing colors....and also something a little bit thicker." Not to mention that he'd need clothes to wear once winter had ended, but even he hadn't thought that far ahead. "I mean, I guess they are great, yeah." Perhaps he had been a bit too...bratty. Maybe he'd eventually find someone who felt the same way about clothing as he did, or maybe nobody else cared that much about the clothes they wore.
It came off as a surprise to Oliver that Loren reacted in such a way to his statement. Was it not common? Loren seemed like it had been unheard of. Oliver didn't explain it all that well, either. "Well, yeah. I can remember my name and bits and pieces, but no real story. Like, I couldn't tell you about my childhood or what I was doing before I was sent here, but I can recognize things. Sometimes random thoughts come to my head or glimpses of what I once head." Oliver realized he still hadn't been all that clear, most likely.
"Like...I know what a unicorn is, but I don't know my last name." Or if he even had one, for that matter. "For now I'll just do what I can and learn about this world. I hope it'll all come to me eventually." Trying to force himself to remember only caused headaches and made him feel shitty.
He was half tempted to ask Loren about his previous life, but Loren didn't exactly seem all that okay and asking may bring sadness. So...that was out. "What kind of things do you like to do? Like...do you enjoy baking? Or making things?" The question absolutely came out of left field, but right now he was just trying his best to be friendly.
And of course, his clothing comment came off a bit...misunderstood. Oliver knew he was being a bit unrealistic by wanting fancy clothes, but he also seemed to be ignorant to what exactly they could do here. "The clothes I have are great, I just might need a couple more clothing colors....and also something a little bit thicker." Not to mention that he'd need clothes to wear once winter had ended, but even he hadn't thought that far ahead. "I mean, I guess they are great, yeah." Perhaps he had been a bit too...bratty. Maybe he'd eventually find someone who felt the same way about clothing as he did, or maybe nobody else cared that much about the clothes they wore.
It came off as a surprise to Oliver that Loren reacted in such a way to his statement. Was it not common? Loren seemed like it had been unheard of. Oliver didn't explain it all that well, either. "Well, yeah. I can remember my name and bits and pieces, but no real story. Like, I couldn't tell you about my childhood or what I was doing before I was sent here, but I can recognize things. Sometimes random thoughts come to my head or glimpses of what I once head." Oliver realized he still hadn't been all that clear, most likely.
"Like...I know what a unicorn is, but I don't know my last name." Or if he even had one, for that matter. "For now I'll just do what I can and learn about this world. I hope it'll all come to me eventually." Trying to force himself to remember only caused headaches and made him feel shitty.
He was half tempted to ask Loren about his previous life, but Loren didn't exactly seem all that okay and asking may bring sadness. So...that was out. "What kind of things do you like to do? Like...do you enjoy baking? Or making things?" The question absolutely came out of left field, but right now he was just trying his best to be friendly.
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