Listening. With mirrorsmirk.

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Oliver knew from the security system that Michael and Mia had arrived back at Watchtower late the previous night, long after he and Chloe had gone to bed. He also knew from his conversation with Mia that Michael wasn't doing very well

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He reached out and put a hand on the younger man's shoulder silently.

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"I'll call them tomorrow, or something," he said quietly.

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Oliver offered him a small, but sincere smile. "You'll be all right, Mike," he said softly.

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"I know," he murmured, looking back at Oliver with his own slight smile.

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"What do you say to grilling out tonight?" he asked. "The four of us."

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"Sounds like a good idea," he nodded a little.

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"Cool." He smiled a bit more as he draped his arm over Michael's shoulders and they headed back into Watchtower.

Family.