"Yeah," Oliver conceded with a nod, trying to infuse a little more confidence into that then he was feeling. He toed a stick out of the way, watching where it fell for a few seconds before speaking again.
"Lila....came back with some news. I guess she remembers some of the time she was out. She wasn't alone. They had her patchin' somebody up." He swallowed, clearing his throat to try and remove some of the tension from it, though it didn't help much. He could feel the edges of panic, but they weren't as sharp as before, though he marginally tightened his grip on Edwin. "She....she said They had her takin' care of Simms."