"Seriously? Oliver, look at me and tell me that those body guards were just collateral damage. That their parents, wives, children should feel better, because their death helped a greater cause," he said. "I know you don't mean that. They are dead and you never look at at anything or anyone in your quest."
He cupped the back of Oliver's neck. "You are very fucked up, but I'm here to help you. I'm not going to judge, but I'm not going to nod and tell you that everything is fine." He watched as Oliver raised the shirt and traced the ink with his fingers. "What does that mean? Does it mean anything at all? I can't see you doing this because it's the new trend."