[025]

[oliverplus]

[in the library, Oliver is sitting in one of two large armchairs with a side table between them. he doesn't have a book in front of him, though--he's just holding his black datapad, furiously typing something into it. on the table next to him is a cup of tea and a plate of scones, although they're no longer as warm as they were when he first started. he appears to have taken exactly three bites out of one of the scones, but the cup of tea has been reduced to half-full. at least it's not going to waste]

[Oliver himself is completely oblivious to his surroundings. he's so focused on what he's doing that, most likely, he won't even hear anyone approaching. but he doesn't seem to mind that at the moment; his expression is one of concentration. he looks tired, too. it seems all of the events on the Plane recently are taking their toll on him]

[muttering to himself] Damnit, I can't remember. They're my friends! I should know all this...

[does anyone care to interrupt whatever he's working so hard on?]

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[oliverplus]

Yeah, sure. Let me know if you hear from her, okay?

Ah... [Oliver frowns, thinking. unfortunately, a year and a half is a long time, but he thinks he remembers, at least] Shay told us. He... Well, we haven't heard from him in a long time. [really, Oliver had forgotten about him. he wonders if Shay's silence means anything. did he find a way to get free from the Machine after all?]

No, like I said, just--don't worry too much. All right? [he gives another reassuring smile] Everything'll work out somehow.