sipping silly chartreuse champagne

Oliver

The sound of the door opening would've once caused Oliver to turn around, eager to see who had entered, but far too much had changed. Being so eager was dangerous, especially in a place like Torchline. It showed a vulnerability and Oliver was far stronger than that. As well, he just didn't feel inclined to do such a thing anymore. Sure, if someone wanted to talk he'd be happy to, but to just stare down every single person who entered the bar? No. And lastly, his back kinda hurt and he wasn't in the mood to strain it anymore.

So safe to say, when he heard that familiar voice right next to him, he was extremely surprised. Looking up at Remi, Oliver could only hope his surprise wasn't obvious, or if it was that it masked any worry or frustration. His feelings towards Remi were... complicated.

Nodding, Oliver gestured with the glass of water ever so slightly. "Sure, go ahead and sit." Not like I can stop the Governor from doing whatever he wants. Went unsaid because Oliver wasn't exactly in the mood to end up with Sunjata for the night.

With a sip of the water Oliver set the glass down and switched straight to wine, waiting for the other man. If he wanted to speak, then fine, but last he checked Remi wasn't in the mood to hear anything he had to say.

My heart beating, my soul breathing,
I found my life when I laid it down,
Upward falling, spirit soaring