OLIVER
That warm welcome earned a very obvious eyeroll from Oliver. Looks like Remi was rather pissed, great. Whatever was going on with Remi didn't seem to be ending and though Oliver wanted his old friend back desperately, it seemed that wasn't going to happen. He wasn't going to press on, knowing that doing so would only annoy the alchemist even more. Rather, he'd simply try to clarify on giving him what he owned.
"It's yours, by the way. Back when you disappeared, people started to ransack your home and stole stuff. I managed to slip in and grab something. If you want to see it, that's fine, but if not could you at least tell me what it is?" That much would hopefully show Remi that he was willing to shut up at some point. So no matter how desperately Oliver wanted to have a nice conversation with the man, it simply wasn't going to happen. Remi didn't want his help and he also didn't seem to want him around at all. It hurt like fuck, but Oliver still wanted to continue and hold onto the hope that he could someday regain that friendship he once held dear.
"It's yours, by the way. Back when you disappeared, people started to ransack your home and stole stuff. I managed to slip in and grab something. If you want to see it, that's fine, but if not could you at least tell me what it is?" That much would hopefully show Remi that he was willing to shut up at some point. So no matter how desperately Oliver wanted to have a nice conversation with the man, it simply wasn't going to happen. Remi didn't want his help and he also didn't seem to want him around at all. It hurt like fuck, but Oliver still wanted to continue and hold onto the hope that he could someday regain that friendship he once held dear.
i just want my existance to be
more than trembling
more than trembling
