OLIVER
It once again came to a surprise to Oliver that his tattoos could be something of use. He never really did consider that his tattoos could clue in to where he came from, especially when one was already so recognizable. Still, he would gladly talk about them to Loren. Obviously past him had gotten them for a good reason. They looked super well done, which implies that cared a lot about them. "There's three. One is a rose, one is a bird I cant identify from memory, and the other....I don't know. I mean, I know I should know, but I cant like identify it." It was weird, being able to look at something and go 'oh I've seen that and knew a lot about that' but not knowing a single thing about it.
"I...I mean, I like playing around with it? Fiddling with it in my hands. I think I used to work with it, maybe. It's the only thing that makes sense." He'd have to try to figure things out. What better time than LongNight.
"If you wanna see my tattoos, I can show you when we get inside?" He would have to take off his shirt...but that wouldn't be too bad, right? It'd be for scientific reasons or something. Loren could be able to identify them and actually tell him more about himself. Plus, knowing the words could bring back some specific memories or feelings towards the objects.
It didn't make Oliver any happier to hear that Loren didn't even have time for hobbies. He'd have to work on that, absolutely. Maybe he could get the man to do something simple in his free time, like bake some bread. Anything. Man, Oliver really was starving, wasn't he?
With the manor in sight, he knew things were going to get good. One, he had already been promised new clothes. Two, warmth. Three, a place to sleep. And finally: Food. Maybe. Hopefully.
"Who all lives here?" Oliver simply couldn't wait to get inside and meet all the other residents, see who else he'd be living with. Who knows, maybe they could help him remember his past or maybe they could help him take on a new hobby. So many possibilities.
"I...I mean, I like playing around with it? Fiddling with it in my hands. I think I used to work with it, maybe. It's the only thing that makes sense." He'd have to try to figure things out. What better time than LongNight.
"If you wanna see my tattoos, I can show you when we get inside?" He would have to take off his shirt...but that wouldn't be too bad, right? It'd be for scientific reasons or something. Loren could be able to identify them and actually tell him more about himself. Plus, knowing the words could bring back some specific memories or feelings towards the objects.
It didn't make Oliver any happier to hear that Loren didn't even have time for hobbies. He'd have to work on that, absolutely. Maybe he could get the man to do something simple in his free time, like bake some bread. Anything. Man, Oliver really was starving, wasn't he?
With the manor in sight, he knew things were going to get good. One, he had already been promised new clothes. Two, warmth. Three, a place to sleep. And finally: Food. Maybe. Hopefully.
"Who all lives here?" Oliver simply couldn't wait to get inside and meet all the other residents, see who else he'd be living with. Who knows, maybe they could help him remember his past or maybe they could help him take on a new hobby. So many possibilities.
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