"If your trust fund is gone and mine isn't, why would you want a prenup, Sherlock?" Oliver rolled his eyes. "Unless you'd like to keep the 'In Distress' as part of your Damsel title."
Oliver smirked. "I think everyone would know who did it without my saying anything," he said. "But I meant my breaking my bones. Been there, done that, hurts like a sonofabitch trying to hunt and cook. The worst was when I broke my back, but Yao Fei was there to help me out. If that happened and I had to rely on you, we'd make two very good looking corpses."