[It's entirely by chance that Oliver ducks down in the same spot that Connor does. His mind is caught up in the heat of the battle, how much he needs to get out of here. He can handle some fights by now, but this one is so far out of his league that he doesn't even consider an option beside hiding.
He can't stop thinking about George, his death replaying in his mind over and over. George hadn't been the best man to put in charge, but he'd been nice. He hadn't deserved to die like that, and it could so easily have been any of them. He's shaking as he hides, breathing rapidly, but the familiarity of the voice next to him makes it catch in his throat.
He stares at him with wild eyes, unable to speak at first. He can't believe that he's here.]
II
He can't stop thinking about George, his death replaying in his mind over and over. George hadn't been the best man to put in charge, but he'd been nice. He hadn't deserved to die like that, and it could so easily have been any of them. He's shaking as he hides, breathing rapidly, but the familiarity of the voice next to him makes it catch in his throat.
He stares at him with wild eyes, unable to speak at first. He can't believe that he's here.]
Connor?