OLIVER
The needle found its way through these two new hides very nicely, his hands moving with great confidence by now seeing as things were going so well for him at this time. He had almost completely spaced out before Deimos' voice cut through. It wasn't an order or a request, rather it was a question. Oliver didn't really see Deimos as the type to be interested in learning anything about him, so he was visibly surprised with wide eyes.
Looking up at Deimos, he paused his work momentarily. "Well... I'm still not entirely sure who, but either an older sister, my mother, or maybe even another female relative taught me... I learned how to fix toys, patch up clothes, and even helped to make a few quilts. I know my family was decently large so... I guess they were preparing me to help around the house." Oliver had memories of young children around him, but very few older figures. Faces and names were still fuzzy, but things were far better than they were initially. "I've tried to do it a lot here and it's really relaxing, making blankets and stuff."
Oliver continue sewing but stops when Deimos speaks to him.
Looking up at Deimos, he paused his work momentarily. "Well... I'm still not entirely sure who, but either an older sister, my mother, or maybe even another female relative taught me... I learned how to fix toys, patch up clothes, and even helped to make a few quilts. I know my family was decently large so... I guess they were preparing me to help around the house." Oliver had memories of young children around him, but very few older figures. Faces and names were still fuzzy, but things were far better than they were initially. "I've tried to do it a lot here and it's really relaxing, making blankets and stuff."
Oliver continue sewing but stops when Deimos speaks to him.
i saw that my life
was a vast glowing empty page
and i could do anything i wanted
