It really did, but Percy didn't care to analyze the more serious implications of Oliver's declaration. At least, he didn't care to analyze them yet. There would be time for that later, when he wasn't holding onto Oliver like he might never let go. "You're forgiven," he said, the words a little muffled from the top of Oliver's soft brown hair. "If you ever leave me like that again, I don't know if I could forgive you again, but right now– right now you're forgiven."