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[h1][color=7d16c7]Oliver Sullivan[/color][/h1]
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[hr][hr] The Aerie
[color=7d16c7]Skills:[/color] N/A
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	Oliver watched with a deep scientific curiosity at his own healing, before his human nature overtook him and he realized that watching his body knit itself back together was actually rather disgusting. He wished this hadn't happen in the first place, but as the soreness set on his newly together skin,  he ran a hand over it, and breathed a sigh of relief. If he was never impaled again, it would be too soon. He grimaced at the notion of having to stay still for so long, but he would do it, he really didn't want anymore internal bleeding, after all.

	Olive nodded weakly at Niah, and smiled. Now that he was at least not in immediate danger of dying, he was fine with her going off and keeping the rest of the team safe. He didn't wanna keep her around if he was just gonna be sore and useless for a bit. He just kind of sat there, not looking forward to having the spend the next bit of time relatively immobile, but given the amount of running around and work he'd done today, he was fine letting the rest of his team take it from here. Sinking into where he was, he rubbed where his wound once was, and and let out a breath.