He had only just followed behind Higgs as per their arrangement and come outside when suddenly there was a mass of woman attached to him and it took him half a moment to figure out who exactly it was. Once he had however, his arms were arms were around her tightly grasping her up and nearly swung her around. Oliver had been one thing, a wonderful thing--but Ange. He could have cried.
"Holy hell woman-" He didn't, couldn't get any further because he was hugging her again. Ange was alive and that was fucking amazing and wonderful. Even if she was engaged to a dick-wad.