OLIVER
There is a nod of understanding. "Yeah... I don't know how I feel about the idea of getting really really old... like white hair looks extremely great on me now, but imagine when it's just the 'normal'." It was an obvious attempt at a joke, poking fun at his blonde hair that was practically white. "If they're already a year old... shit, give it maybe a couple of years... damn. All that shit happening so fast is gonna be a lot for the kid." It really was. Bastien and Oliver were able to process aging in a normal fashion. Meanwhile, Azrael was growing at practically four times the rate as them.
Oliver bites down on his lip and shakes his head. "Sorry- that came out wrong... it's kind of like... I guess I'm happy to find someone in a similar position to me? I mean... you're the person with the closest thing to what I remember my earth being like." It's clearly hard for him to explain, his eyebrows scrunching and his mouth turned down almost into a frown.
Ah yes, more questions. Leaning on back, Oliver thought for a moment before speaking. "You know... I guess I just want to be super helpful and whenever I get upset or stressed I just make myself work on the manor. I clean or I try to find any way to make it look better than before... and I also have my blacksmith shop to take care of too." It probably didn't make any sense to Bastien, a guy who always seemed to know exactly what to do. "And just... thinking about life... mostly my past." Damn. This was getting a tad bit too intense.
Huffing out a bit of laughter, Oliver looked back at Bastien. "Sorry to dump all that on you."
Oliver bites down on his lip and shakes his head. "Sorry- that came out wrong... it's kind of like... I guess I'm happy to find someone in a similar position to me? I mean... you're the person with the closest thing to what I remember my earth being like." It's clearly hard for him to explain, his eyebrows scrunching and his mouth turned down almost into a frown.
Ah yes, more questions. Leaning on back, Oliver thought for a moment before speaking. "You know... I guess I just want to be super helpful and whenever I get upset or stressed I just make myself work on the manor. I clean or I try to find any way to make it look better than before... and I also have my blacksmith shop to take care of too." It probably didn't make any sense to Bastien, a guy who always seemed to know exactly what to do. "And just... thinking about life... mostly my past." Damn. This was getting a tad bit too intense.
Huffing out a bit of laughter, Oliver looked back at Bastien. "Sorry to dump all that on you."
i saw that my life
was a vast glowing empty page
and i could do anything i wanted
