It was hard for Oliver to wrap his mind around the fact that he had been here before, and this him that was not him now had made all kinds of connections. It was hard enough to think about people from all different points in time being here, some of which were dead as far as he knew, let alone thinking about himself. It was strange, because sometimes you could be so different from yourself in just a few years. He'd certainly grown a bit in the last couple years, though he was still an overgrown child. As was evident by the fact that he had laughed like a 3rd year about Roxanne talking of dildos.
"Seems like you need to come with a warning in general. You might be hazardous to my health, Roxanne." He wiped his eyes with the tissue she passed over, and shook his head, still chuckling. After her mentioning it again, he just laughed. "I'd hope so. I guess people feel embarrassed about such things, but they shouldn't. No shame in wanting pleasure, you know."