"Maybe?" Oliver chuckled to himself, padding into the kitchen to grab the filtered pitcher, pouring them both a glass and returning soon with it to join Aiden in the living room. He didn't say anything until he had settled back down, pressing back into the cushions of his chair with a sigh.
"Did you hear about what they found in the ba- catacombs, I mean?" he asked, though it was a shoddy way to start the conversation. He really wasn't sure where to start, though, but somehow he felt that what he had seen needed to be shared.