OLIVER
Who even was this Neron? Was he as powerful as Loren made him out to be? "If I agree to be nice and hold my tongue, will I be allowed to someday meet him?" That means that Loren would have to trust him and believe Oliver were telling the truth...which he absolute would. Yeah. Totally.
A sigh escapes his lips and momentarily, he takes a swig of the cider before speaking. "Didn't mean to come off as angry...trust me, I'm not mad at you... just.... frustrated with life. I shouldn't have taken it out on you, I'm sorry Loren." Okay... he was a tad bit upset with Loren, but his response was uncalled for, absolutely. Oliver knew that he should try to be kind and respectful, thus, they would hopefully migrate away from this conversation.
Oh but alas, things only got even better. A groan of annoyance left his mouth and he took a deep swig of cider. "Okay... maybe it wasn't flirting, but ugh.... dude just kept calling me Blondie and shit. Kept winking and- yeah... it's... I guess it's the way he looked at and spoke with me? It wasn't like, verbal flirting." Oliver stopped speaking for a second, looking away and picking up the bowl of food. "He didn't say anything obvious... just made me feel like he wanted me... but I'm fine now." Quietly, he ate a bit of the food, clearly trying to end the conversation. Speaking about Amun obviously made Oliver uncomfortable and seeing as how Oliver kept running into him, it truly was miserable. A constant reminder of how unwanted he was.
Oliver hadn't entirely expected Loren to be so blunt, but he also hadn't exactly avoided the topic very well. "Well- I mean, what gives you-" He cut himself off and sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I am... honestly not sure? I mean... how do you know that kind of stuff? I was given the advice to just kiss him or something, but... isn't that wrong? I'm worried...and..." His voice trailed off and he looked off to the side. "Do you want to hear all of it? Or is that enough of an answer?" There was no anger in his voice, more like he felt guilty. Loren didn't want to hear about his romantic life, surely. Only if Loren asked for more would Oliver say more since he didn't want to make his friend feel awkward or uncomfortable. There was such thing as oversharing and he had to make sure Loren was alright with it first.
Ship talk is boring as fuck, but better than half the shit they've spoken about that day. "The ships were fucking massive... like, massive as fuck. We had small ones too, but also tons of big ones."
A sigh escapes his lips and momentarily, he takes a swig of the cider before speaking. "Didn't mean to come off as angry...trust me, I'm not mad at you... just.... frustrated with life. I shouldn't have taken it out on you, I'm sorry Loren." Okay... he was a tad bit upset with Loren, but his response was uncalled for, absolutely. Oliver knew that he should try to be kind and respectful, thus, they would hopefully migrate away from this conversation.
Oh but alas, things only got even better. A groan of annoyance left his mouth and he took a deep swig of cider. "Okay... maybe it wasn't flirting, but ugh.... dude just kept calling me Blondie and shit. Kept winking and- yeah... it's... I guess it's the way he looked at and spoke with me? It wasn't like, verbal flirting." Oliver stopped speaking for a second, looking away and picking up the bowl of food. "He didn't say anything obvious... just made me feel like he wanted me... but I'm fine now." Quietly, he ate a bit of the food, clearly trying to end the conversation. Speaking about Amun obviously made Oliver uncomfortable and seeing as how Oliver kept running into him, it truly was miserable. A constant reminder of how unwanted he was.
Oliver hadn't entirely expected Loren to be so blunt, but he also hadn't exactly avoided the topic very well. "Well- I mean, what gives you-" He cut himself off and sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I am... honestly not sure? I mean... how do you know that kind of stuff? I was given the advice to just kiss him or something, but... isn't that wrong? I'm worried...and..." His voice trailed off and he looked off to the side. "Do you want to hear all of it? Or is that enough of an answer?" There was no anger in his voice, more like he felt guilty. Loren didn't want to hear about his romantic life, surely. Only if Loren asked for more would Oliver say more since he didn't want to make his friend feel awkward or uncomfortable. There was such thing as oversharing and he had to make sure Loren was alright with it first.
Ship talk is boring as fuck, but better than half the shit they've spoken about that day. "The ships were fucking massive... like, massive as fuck. We had small ones too, but also tons of big ones."
I JUST WANT MY EXISTENCE
TO BE MORE THAN TREMBLING
TO BE MORE THAN TREMBLING
