Fortunately enough, he hadn't been here long enough to have much of an opinion on the oddities around Bellum Letale, though he knew enough that it was all quite strange and certainly beyond the normal realm of reason when it came to reality.
When she spoke again, he let her lead the conversation away from things that would be more awkward. "And we might as well. At least we'll get a good work out in tonight, won't we?" Oliver gave her a grin, joining her in a move towards the staircase, the heavy flashlight firm in one hand. He wanted to comment how this would be so like their last meeting, greeting the dawn in one another's company, but talking on that would only lead to awkward times. She had been under that monster's spell, after all, and Oliver couldn't help but be filled partway with his fable's feelings towards the matter.