OLIVER
What he didn't entirely expect was for Loren to actually agree- or less agree and more confirm that the idea was already set into motion. Oliver's eyes lit up and he offered the man a smile. "Really? That's fantastic! Would you mind if I tried to spread the word around myself?" Great news! Of course, Oliver would absolutely try to help support those who couldn't get the supplies and cover them himself. It only seemed fair that he do it. "Do you know what Torchline is like during LongNight yet? Maybe we could try to work with them to also house people? I don't want to put too much stress on you and Neron," It was really too bad that the Fae couldn't offer any sort of housing. Yeah, Oliver understood their reservations, but damn did it really suck.
There is a cross of a smile on his lips and he gives a toast to the man in response. Loren was someone who he could trust and go to. He was someone that Oliver felt like he could really say anything to or show anything to just about. The man had been with him almost since he first arrived and he was happy that their relationship had become what it had today. It was fantastic and really amazing. "Who knows, maybe by then I'll even have all my memories back. Now that would give us something to talk about." If only, but for now, his memories were the least of his worries.
Maybe Loren was right, yeah. It could be best to speak about Deimos. At least that was better than going to speak to Remi who was absolutely not ready to speak to, well, anyone. At least, not to anyone about anything of that sort. "Yeah, I think I'll bring it up to him." Eventually. As much as Oliver wanted to make books, Deimos and him weren't exactly friends. They weren't enemies either, but due to how quiet and stoic the man was, Oliver felt way too intimidated to even ask him for something like that. Maybe once they developed a relationship, he'd actually feel ready to do something like that, but now? Hell no.
"Is there possibly any more cider?" Might as well enjoy the time he had here. Hopefully Loren wouldn't mind Oliver drinking for a bit longer. "You know, I wouldn't mind a tour if you would like to give me one. Show me more of the castle or something, the library and your new life is like." Yep, Oliver was tipsy.
There is a cross of a smile on his lips and he gives a toast to the man in response. Loren was someone who he could trust and go to. He was someone that Oliver felt like he could really say anything to or show anything to just about. The man had been with him almost since he first arrived and he was happy that their relationship had become what it had today. It was fantastic and really amazing. "Who knows, maybe by then I'll even have all my memories back. Now that would give us something to talk about." If only, but for now, his memories were the least of his worries.
Maybe Loren was right, yeah. It could be best to speak about Deimos. At least that was better than going to speak to Remi who was absolutely not ready to speak to, well, anyone. At least, not to anyone about anything of that sort. "Yeah, I think I'll bring it up to him." Eventually. As much as Oliver wanted to make books, Deimos and him weren't exactly friends. They weren't enemies either, but due to how quiet and stoic the man was, Oliver felt way too intimidated to even ask him for something like that. Maybe once they developed a relationship, he'd actually feel ready to do something like that, but now? Hell no.
"Is there possibly any more cider?" Might as well enjoy the time he had here. Hopefully Loren wouldn't mind Oliver drinking for a bit longer. "You know, I wouldn't mind a tour if you would like to give me one. Show me more of the castle or something, the library and your new life is like." Yep, Oliver was tipsy.
I JUST WANT MY EXISTENCE
TO BE MORE THAN TREMBLING
TO BE MORE THAN TREMBLING
