OLIVER
Oliver has absolutely no idea what a prioiri truth is, but it's fine. He doesn't want to interrupt her or really ask since he's noticed Oia's selective...responses. Sometimes, when she actually cares about something, he will get a proper response. Other times, if she shows little interest or clearly doesn't give a fuck, she wont even bother to give him anything. This is most likely one of the latter cases, leaving him to leave it there.
Luckily, the idea of the Greatwood is something she must have interest in, as she soon divulges in his fantasies, allowing him to learn even more about what those forests hold. It's truly incredible to hear about the wide variety of offerings. Some bring him worry or fear, while others light a new fire, causing a need for adventure. Maybe soon, he can travel there and see what the forests hold. See these creatures with his own eyes.
Once she has finished, he nods to her and offers a smile. "Thank you, Oia. Really....thank you." She didn't have to do so much for him and yet, she did. Maybe he had misjudged her before. He'd make sure to bookmark away this interaction later. Someone who has such expertise in other lands surely will come in handy.
With wide eyes, Oliver looks up at the sun. "Shit... you were talking about the sun myth." Glancing around, Oliver let out a groan and realized he didn't have the damn basket on him. The one he wasted time making with the annoyance of Amun leering over his shoulder. Fantastic. It was really going to waste, huh? Man....really wish I had a cup.
And then pop! A cup magically appeared in his hands. Offering Oia a small, awkward smile, he reached up and tried to catch the sun with the cup, placing a hand over it to try and trap the sun within the cup. "Did I do that right?" He said with a small laugh.
Luckily, the idea of the Greatwood is something she must have interest in, as she soon divulges in his fantasies, allowing him to learn even more about what those forests hold. It's truly incredible to hear about the wide variety of offerings. Some bring him worry or fear, while others light a new fire, causing a need for adventure. Maybe soon, he can travel there and see what the forests hold. See these creatures with his own eyes.
Once she has finished, he nods to her and offers a smile. "Thank you, Oia. Really....thank you." She didn't have to do so much for him and yet, she did. Maybe he had misjudged her before. He'd make sure to bookmark away this interaction later. Someone who has such expertise in other lands surely will come in handy.
With wide eyes, Oliver looks up at the sun. "Shit... you were talking about the sun myth." Glancing around, Oliver let out a groan and realized he didn't have the damn basket on him. The one he wasted time making with the annoyance of Amun leering over his shoulder. Fantastic. It was really going to waste, huh? Man....really wish I had a cup.
And then pop! A cup magically appeared in his hands. Offering Oia a small, awkward smile, he reached up and tried to catch the sun with the cup, placing a hand over it to try and trap the sun within the cup. "Did I do that right?" He said with a small laugh.
I JUST WANT MY EXISTENCE
TO BE MORE THAN TREMBLING
TO BE MORE THAN TREMBLING
