Re: LOG: Oliver Queen/Sara Lance
[Gazes locked, Oliver did nothing for a long while, simply staring at her, realization and familiarity pinging into existence as the bow was lowered and her barrage of question came to pass. The hood was pushed back, no need to hide who he was from her. She knew, and he knew that she did.]
I wasn't ignoring you, Sara. [The answer was honest, resigned, and his posture relaxed bit by bit as the fight or flight response lessened and adrenaline backed off.] It's been a year. Maybe longer. I was back home. Last time I saw you, you were leaving to go back to him. [There was no need to specify the 'him' that he was speaking about, at least he didn't believe so.]