Oliver glanced over towards Will, never pausing in his work so as not to attract undue attention. "The one and only. It's good to find someone else here," he murmured quietly, dunking the now-clean dish in the rinse water and setting it aside before reaching for the next. "I just went out to find something to eat and wear and..." He wrinkled his nose up just a bit. "Got snagged. Why they think I belong in a kitchen..."
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