[h1][color=Crimson] Oliver [/color][/h1]

Oliver blinked a couple of times at the offer, which was much more generous than he’d expected. He’d only really meant to ask for a quick shout if Suleykaar spotted big vampires with guns wandering round the campus, and it appeared his roommate had taken it slightly differently, but here he was, offering to erase his and Alice’s paper trail, something Oliver had been trying to figure out how to do from the second he’d decided to run. Slowly, Oliver’s perplexed look morphed into an enthused smile, and he shook the proffered hand wholeheartedly, barely pausing to think about the consequences, “I believe we do.” 

 And then he paused, the full force of what he’d just agreed to suddenly hitting him. He’d happily give his own life in exchange for what had been offered, but what if he was asked to hurt Alice, the person he’d been working so hard to protect? He frowned, the expression barely noticeable, but there, “Just… don’t ask me to hurt Alice, please? Whatever it is you want me to do, whatever the price, I’ll pay it, as long as it doesn’t involve her. In fact, I’d rather she didn’t know about this at all, she probably wouldn’t approve,” he chuckled slightly at the thought, in the time he’d known her, Alice had approved of very little, but signing himself over to his enigmatic and oh-so-slightly terrifying (and apparently winged) roommate for some as of yet undetermined task would probably top the list, “Just so long as I don’t have to hurt her, I’ll happily do anything you want, if that’s okay with you?”