[Oliver walks in the coffee, easily spotting the purple haired princess. She's turning her back to him and from the way she sits, shoulders rolled in, head leaning in her hand, he knows she's preoccupied. Instantly, he is reminded of how she has apologized this morning to him about her behavior two nights ago. He shifts uncomfortably; he should be the one apologizing to her. Still, he wonders if her closed up is due to what happened between them or because of something else.
He walks up to her and sits down on the chair by her side, smiling brightly at her]