"Age hasn't ever fussed me much, so I didn't even consider it. When I saw you both," he shot a very cheeky smile at Harry, "and the way you leapt to his defense and dueled my sorry arse, I figured it for more. Still," his eyes dropped to something close to serious, "together or not, I'm glad he's had you looking out for him, Harry."
Oliver reached over and clapped the younger man on the shoulder, squeezing gently.