A Talk. [with dl_greenarrow]

[mirrorsmirk]

Since Michael was confined to the Watchtower for the foreseeable future and going between small arguments with Chloe and chats with Mia, he needed to explore. That urge didn't last very long, however, when he caught a glimpse of the view the tower provided. So he went out to the balcony. He paced the length of the balcony slowly for a while. He

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[dl_greenarrow]

"See you found my favorite spot," Oliver commented as he leaned against the balcony beside Michael a moment later. He glanced at him sideways. "How are you feeling?"

[mirrorsmirk]

"Confined," he answered truthfully, keeping his gaze toward the city.

[dl_greenarrow]

He drew in a breath and let it out slowly. "Yeah, I know how that goes," he said quietly.

[mirrorsmirk]

"So is this the part where you lecture me for letting Mia come with and my mouth?" He figured getting straight to the point of Oliver being out here was a lot better than dancing around the subject.

[dl_greenarrow]

"I know you're not. And I don't think she thinks you're a punk. But being over-protective the way she is...it's the only thing she feels like she has control over sometimes."

He paused at that. "I guess some things are universal," he said softly, meeting Mike's gaze.

[mirrorsmirk]

"I guess so," his lip twitched a little. "The over-protective thing isn't so bad...sometimes."

[dl_greenarrow]

He grinned a little at that. "No. It's nice that someone actually cares that much." He paused. "It's...new."

[mirrorsmirk]

"I have a feeling you'll get used to it soon enough."