Oscar watched as she stood up and looked back at him, finding herself a comfy spot as she spoke, he had figured he would find out about her past, but he hadn't expected it all to be so blatant and sudden as it was, but he managed to keep his cool, listening intently, leaning in from his spot, his elbows on his knees, his neck bent as he looked up at her with his hands folded together, occasionally leaning back and stroking what little facial hair he had in interest as she told her tale. "Adam found me weak and barely alive in the middle of the street. My boyfriend at the time had been abusing me and controlling me and I had pushed everyone away." Oscar's fingers became clenched in fists of rage as he heard about the abuses the pretty redhead before him had suffered at the hands of one she had so trusted. They unclenched as she continued to tell of Adam's stubborn and tenacious nature. At this he leaned back, and smiled slightly, he had suddenly gained a new perspective on the relationship of the two, and had some newfound respect for Adam's tenacity.
Oscar regained his composure and upon hearing the last bit of Erin's monologue, felt the hackles on his neck rise, he sensed his jaw begin to stiffen and his knuckles begin to curl up in an attempt to control himself Now all I have is a shitty life here in this hell everyone calls camp..." Oscar took a deep breath and watched as the beautiful redhead brushed a bit of her hair behind her ear, he closed his eyes and counted, now was not the time nor the place to express what he was feeling, so he, putting on his empathetic face, not a false one by any stretch, and he looked at her in the eyes, he could see that she was questioning why she had told him this, and he wondered himself, she certainly didn't owe him anything, and what were they, Friends? hardly, Acquaintances? maybe, but that certainly didn't warrant the information she had told him, but he put that out of his mind as he formulated a reply.
"I.....wow, just....wow" he managed to get out after a moment. Inwardly berating himself for the social fumble he cleared his throat and tried again "I guess....thank you, for sharing, I know it sounds not very masculine, but I appreciate you trusting me with that" He cleared his voice again before he continued "And for the record, I'm glad you're here, it means I got to know you, and thats an experience, something worthwhile and worth suffering for" Oscar smiled at the red head, attempting to convey some compassion and empathy as he did.
"But, and I don't mean to be rude, especially after you've just shared your food, past, and company with me, not to mention I find you quite attractive, so please don't take this the wrong way but..." His caveat over Oscar's tone became more intense, not yelling, not angry, not even stern, just....intense "if you EVER insult this camp that way again, we are going to have serious issues, because not everybody has the luxury of hating this place, see for some, it's more than just the place that saved us, that taught us that we aren't total freaks of nature, that we can have normal lives again, it's more than a place to train, and make friends, and eat shitty food, for some of us, this place is HOME, and I WILL NOT let you come into our home and insult it" Oscar took a moment to catch his breath before he realized that he was standing, he sat back down in his chair and put his head in his hands, catching his breath and calming himself down. "I'm....I'm sorry" he stuttered after a moment, the cool of his voice and eyes returning "I....I don't know what came over me, I guess I got a little carried away"