"I'll see what I can do about the sheets. Don't get your hopes up." Oliver doubted anything expensive would be available. Besides which, the sand and sea wouldn't help them last long.
Oliver was and wasn't surprised about the question of Laurel. He thought about his answer carefully before putting it into words. "I do love her, but not the real her. The memories, the fantasy I built up in my head of her while I was gone - that Laurel doesn't exist. If I look at her like I do, I'm looking at an illusion of what was that is disconnected to her."