Oliver Sullivan
Location:Quinjet
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Oliver fell back as the light slammed into him. That hurt a lot, and he honestly wasn't expecting the sudden rush of violence against him. He knew he fucked up exposing everyone, but he'd assumed, given the rapid onset of Cass's symptoms, she'd been exposed on Earth. But there was no way he could have known that, and that was probably just a rationalization to keep himself from coming to terms with the consequences of his actions. "A reason?" He asked, standing up, shaking a bit from the shock, "The best I can offer, is that I will be of some use in Cardiff. Anything else, you have no reason to believe." He admitted, averting his eyes.
"I put the team at risk, and that action needs to have consequences, I can agree to that, and I'm ready to face them, whatever they may be." He said, swallowing for a moment, "If that means I'm not a member of this team anymore, so be it." He would have said he'd be okay with Raynor "ripping his head off", but even though he felt bad, he wasn't ready to die for what he had done, and he didn't want to seem disingenuous. "But please. This mission needs to be completed, and one thing I can say for certain, is that I will not let what happened here, happen to Cardiff." His fist clenched for a moment, before looking back up, and all around at the team, "I don't care if I'm fired, or locked up, or worse. I will not stand on the sidelines for this." He turned to face Tinley, and walked towards her, ready to follow her to have whatever conversation they might need to have in private.