Oliver drew in a breath as they moved past the guards without issue, even though they drew more than their fair share of hairy eyeball. He rubbed the back of his neck, chewing the inside of his cheek as he tried to sort out in his mind everything Dinah had told them. "So what happens now?" he asked her, voice growing more quiet.
He glanced at Chloe and offered her a sympathetic look, wishing there was something he could do to reassure her. But he wasn't sure she'd even accept any kind of reassurance from him right now, all things considered. Or that she'd believe it anyway.