Tommy looked at Oliver for a moment, completely serious. "Then we have a problem. Our friendship comes with certain expectations and if you're to be the White Knight, you're supposed to keep me in the standard I'm accustomed to and while standards are failing here, I do not kill my food. You'll just have to do something if you want to keep that armor all nice and shiny."
He elbowed Oliver, smiling after a while. "I didn't think they'd let me, but I'm sure you can teach me a thing or a million. It's going to be okay, Oliver. You can teach me while Reese sees what people can do and then you can help others. You don't have to fix things in a day, and besides, I'm going to need your help for longer than a day."