Oliver/?
Oliver stared, and stared, and stared some more at Reese at the announcement. Getting prepped for war was one thing, but this was... he didn't know what this was. Understandable. Logical. Messing with his head. He was back on Lian Yu again with the Russians and Yao Fei, living in between. That had resulted in a bloodbath.
For the first time in a long while he was feeling something other than determination, anger, or failure. He felt dread.