Hands are raised in defeat and Oliver finds himself smiling, clearly quite proud of himself. It wasn’t a very fair fight in terms of strength and ability, but he also had played rather fairly. He didn’t use any tricks and remained rather nice... to him, that is. It was a nice fight and Oliver was proud.
Adjusting his posture, Oliver held his own staff in one hand. ”Guess we just will have to do this another time, that way I can beat ya again.” A clear tease that added onto Henry’s comment, clearly not just thrown in to rub it into his face. Henry started it.
Eyes skate over to the figure once more and Oliver offers a shrug. ”Its complicated... I made a promise to Safrin and to fulfill it, I need to learn to protect through training... it’s been slow, what with me being sick and everything after that... but I’m working on it.” It wasn’t really an excuse and it’s why he was working as hard as he was.
Adjusting his posture, Oliver held his own staff in one hand. ”Guess we just will have to do this another time, that way I can beat ya again.” A clear tease that added onto Henry’s comment, clearly not just thrown in to rub it into his face. Henry started it.
Eyes skate over to the figure once more and Oliver offers a shrug. ”Its complicated... I made a promise to Safrin and to fulfill it, I need to learn to protect through training... it’s been slow, what with me being sick and everything after that... but I’m working on it.” It wasn’t really an excuse and it’s why he was working as hard as he was.
and my hopes they are high I must keep them small
Oliver
