OLIVER
Yes, cats did have nine lives: Oliver, however, barely even had one. He knew he was accident prone and considering he had stupidly walked down to where APPARENTLY tons of men had died....yeah, his life for sure wasn't fully one anymore.
The more Delphia talked about the spirits, the more confused Oliver got. "Wait...hold up. I have a ton of questions." He paused for a moment so he could personally collect his thoughts and try to at least process everything she said. "If these spirits aren't from dead people, then how are they created? Also what is a ROUS?" Okay. Two questions for now. Then he'd push about this poor little thing that was apparently down there and also claimed to be harmless. Oliver would rather not trust it, but he could give it the benefit of the doubt...for once.
Just this once.
The more Delphia talked about the spirits, the more confused Oliver got. "Wait...hold up. I have a ton of questions." He paused for a moment so he could personally collect his thoughts and try to at least process everything she said. "If these spirits aren't from dead people, then how are they created? Also what is a ROUS?" Okay. Two questions for now. Then he'd push about this poor little thing that was apparently down there and also claimed to be harmless. Oliver would rather not trust it, but he could give it the benefit of the doubt...for once.
Just this once.
a disaster!
a massive mess
trying to not die
