Before the Ceremony: Barclay & Sorin & Olivia
"I am--" Sorin stopped himself and simply nodded. "I will." Best not to start an argument here in front of Olivia. Or to start an argument with Barclay at all, no matter how much it might rub Sorin the wrong way that Barclay still had to tell him to keep the shop a secret. He ran his hand through his hair again and took a breath.
When Barclay started in on Olivia, ordering her to show him something, Sorin felt the need to intercede. "You do not have to," he told Olivia, touching her shoulder to signal that they could leave. He gave Barclay a half-pleading, half-stern look.