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Oliver Queen (failedthecity) wrote in rockthatmeme,

Oliver patiently waited as the words started to tumble out of Felicity's mouth. There was no reason to stop her mid-rant, though he did give a passing lawyer a look that quite plainly said move along when he started to slow in an obvious attempt to eavesdrop. Him just being Oliver Queen was drawing enough attention to the both of them without Felicity having her little breakdown, but Oliver knew that she needed this moment. Hell, she deserved this moment. She was doing this for him, for his family, far more than she was doing it for herself. Of that, he was certain.

What was the figure Felicity had thrown out at him? A 83% greater chance of getting his family's company back if he presented himself as a family man instead of the partying bachelor that the tabloids still pegged him as. Being the unreliable partying son worked just fine when he needed to simply disappear. People could just assume he had fallen over drunk somewhere, and that was fine with him when his public image no longer mattered. But getting the company back and restoring something, anything of good back to the Queen name... that was all he wanted. And Felicity saw that.

He thought about Digg grabbing his arm as he walked into the courthouse, just a few steps behind Felicity. "Don't do anything you're going to end up regretting, Oliver." He'd thought long and hard about that himself on the way end, but Felicity's ranting mouth brought a small smile to his lips, and he realized that calming her made him feel calmer. Somehow.

Oliver places his hands on his arms as he stared down into her face. "Felicity, breathe." He took a second for that order to sink in before he spoke again, "Yes, this is big, and yes, this is real. But I want -- I need you to know how much this means to me."