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OLIVER BRENNAN
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Oliver found his shoulders relaxing as Alex seemed to enjoy his comment about the tail. The small moment of relief, as brief as it was, felt good after a night of horror. He found his gaze in other places than Alex as he began peeling off his outer layers of his costume. As his mother told him - it was rude to stare. Granted, working at her clinic he'd seen more than he'd ever liked to.

Oliver nodded as Alex essentially asked him for time alone. He couldn't blame him, even Ollie was still feeling the effects of the evening and nothing sounded better than a hot shower and cold sheets. Call it odd, but Oliver was perhaps less distressed than most. His entire life had been taking care of some of the most stressful situations involving supernaturals and humans alike so he had become quite adept at controlling his emotions. Sadly, Oliver could only explain it as he had become desensitized to the horrors around him. Working in the clinic since a child he had encountered the terrible things that befell supernaturals, the horrors of what hunters would do. It plagued him for years but as he got older he just got used to it. Nothing surprised him.

He had made it to the open door when he heard Alex's voice falter, shake, and quit altogether. Oliver turned around his breath slightly catching in his throat as he watched the man break in front of him. For a brief moment he stood there in the doorway, like a deer stuck in headlights. In truth, he had no idea what to do. Normally at the clinic his mother dealt with the more emotionally distressed patients, leaving Oliver with a complete lack of experience in the comforting department. A small part of him wanted to leave, close the door, quietly slip out, what help would he be anyway? But he couldn't.

Oliver moved across the room just as Alex sank to the floor, and Ollie truly felt his heart ache. He'd seen this look, these tears in so many before - so why was seeing them in Alex so different? He felt himself kneeling down next to Alex and for a moment his reached his hand out, and watched it hover over the man's shoulder. Was that okay? He remembered he always felt better when he was little when his mother wrapped him in her arms, singing him a Narthalarian lullaby, while she wiped the tears from his face. Yet, he barely knew Alex but at this point did that even matter?

Oliver took a small breath and placed his hand on Alex's shoulder carefully, then the other and slowly pulled the him into a hug. He wrapped his arms around him gingerly, almost as if he was afraid that if he squeezed too hard Alex might break in his arms. "Don't apologize, you never have to apologize" His voice came out at the level of a whisper. Oliver didn't say anything else, he felt there was nothing that could be said in a moment like this and instead just focused on Alex.