Unlike Laney, Ollie didn't see his closeness with Allie as weak. She was his best friend. Having her around brought him strength. He felt like he could survive through most anything, if only because Allie would be lost without him and he couldn't imagine a world with one of them and not the other. Prison had been hell, not just because it had been prison, but because Ollie imagined Allie out there in the world fending for herself and it scared the hell out of him. Fortunately, their twin bond told him the whole time that she was safe, so he hadn't legitimately gone crazy. "She wouldn't be happy, and I fully expect to be chewed out when I go back to the safehouse, but I just needed to get out and not be a government puppet for a little while. I don't think that's unreasonable, and I'll tell her exactly that."
He chuckled when she asked for something different next time and nodded his head. "Sorry. This was the easiest thing to get. It wasn't easy sneaking past the guards to get into the kitchen, either. I'll try for something better for you next time, though," he rolled his eyes at the lack of appreciation. Yeah, she'd put herself through hell to get here, but Ollie had gone through the risk of getting caught snagging this shit and he was already pretty disliked by the government guards due to what he'd done in his life before.
The mention of five-finger had Ollie laughing a little bit. "Been a long, long time since I've played that," he mused. The last time he remembered was when he was sixteen, when Uncle James was still leading the crew, on a plane right from Florida to London. "But I can get on board with that, mimicking Laney's motion and holding up three fingers. "We're going with three?" he asked with a bit of a shrug. Usually, Ollie defaulted to letting the other person go first, so he just went quiet and crossed his legs Indian style, waiting for Laney to speak again.
Ollie felt that there was a little more behind the sibling statement than Laney was letting on, judging only by the tone in her voice (he'd made a career of reading people, after all), but he didn't ask. Because just like he'd read the way she was hiding something, he'd also read the fact that she didn't want to be asked anything more. So he just let it be there and nodded when she explained that she just had herself and a friend named Rae. "My sister's good friends with a girl named Rae," he explained. "She used to be a stripper. Pretty tough chick, she is."