OLIVER
Whatever had happened to Loren since his arrival in Halo was shocking to put it lightly. It was almost as if an entire gear had shifted in the man's brain. The humble man who spoke little, showed little happiness was gone, so it seemed. In replacement was somewhat of a mixture of the frustrated side of Loren, the one who hated himself and seemingly had a grudge out on everything. It was hard to explain what it was and Oliver wasn't sure if he liked it nor if it was a good thing. It was hard to read him nor expect what would happen and reminded him of the interaction he had with Remi. Just thinking of that caused him to feel a pang of pain, which he quickly tried to hide.
Digging into his satchel, he pulled out the dagger and the scarf. "I'm...I'm pretty sure these were yours...wanted to see if you could find a use for it, it felt wrong to take them or use them." He couldn't just steal Loren's old items, which was why he just had to bring them to the owner. Oliver didn't consider stealing, it just felt wrong. Why steal when everyone could easily have access to resources? Why steal when you could just fairly trade for something? It felt wrong and dishonest. The last thing he wanted to do was steal from his friend.
With a tap of his foot, his eyes shifted away, feeling as though he were put in his place. Loren was once again the man of the building, the one who was in charge. All Oliver could do was speak to him and hope his requests would be answered. "I mean....I don't know for sure." Thinking quickly, he ran through all of his memories with Loren. Painting was out for sure, exploring probably was also out since he personally really, really hated the outdoors of Halo, and cooking had never happened, though he asked for it, so obviously that was out. Then it came to him.
Looking at Loren with slightly wide eyes, Oliver tried to speak with confidence. "I want you to train with me. It's been a while since we last did something and I feel I have greatly improved since then."
Digging into his satchel, he pulled out the dagger and the scarf. "I'm...I'm pretty sure these were yours...wanted to see if you could find a use for it, it felt wrong to take them or use them." He couldn't just steal Loren's old items, which was why he just had to bring them to the owner. Oliver didn't consider stealing, it just felt wrong. Why steal when everyone could easily have access to resources? Why steal when you could just fairly trade for something? It felt wrong and dishonest. The last thing he wanted to do was steal from his friend.
With a tap of his foot, his eyes shifted away, feeling as though he were put in his place. Loren was once again the man of the building, the one who was in charge. All Oliver could do was speak to him and hope his requests would be answered. "I mean....I don't know for sure." Thinking quickly, he ran through all of his memories with Loren. Painting was out for sure, exploring probably was also out since he personally really, really hated the outdoors of Halo, and cooking had never happened, though he asked for it, so obviously that was out. Then it came to him.
Looking at Loren with slightly wide eyes, Oliver tried to speak with confidence. "I want you to train with me. It's been a while since we last did something and I feel I have greatly improved since then."
I JUST WANT MY EXISTENCE
TO BE MORE THAN TREMBLING
TO BE MORE THAN TREMBLING
