"I probably shouldn't answer any of them." Sara says it, sitting down sideways from the back, one arm brushing the back of the couch, one leg curled in front of her so she can stay facing him, stay nearish, without being too invasively close, even to say that. Not because she's goading, or even correcting, but because she doesn't know how to be anything but honest about that. There's a reason Rip picked her. So many. But she learned so well. But.
But.
And their lives have always had that but haven't they? But she shouldn't have been sleeping with her sister's boyfriend. But she shouldn't have let him catch her on the roof top in Star City.
Like she shouldn't say it, and she still does, look up from the coffee cup resting on the side of her calf, to look at him and only him, in a clear way that asks as many questions as always true and too true admissions it makes -- "Ask me anyway."
Because as much as she knows the first, she knows this, too. She has only once -- once in her whole life -- been able to tell Oliver Queen no. To turn away from him. And it wasn't about him, then. Just like she's not that girl now; not even in that same life.
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"I probably shouldn't answer any of them." Sara says it, sitting down sideways from the back, one arm brushing the back of the couch, one leg curled in front of her so she can stay facing him, stay nearish, without being too invasively close, even to say that. Not because she's goading, or even correcting, but because she doesn't know how to be anything but honest about that. There's a reason Rip picked her. So many. But she learned so well. But.
But.
And their lives have always had that but haven't they?
But she shouldn't have been sleeping with her sister's boyfriend.
But she shouldn't have let him catch her on the roof top in Star City.
Like she shouldn't say it, and she still does, look up from the coffee cup resting on the side of her calf, to look at him and only him, in a clear way that asks as many questions as always true and too true admissions it makes -- "Ask me anyway."
Because as much as she knows the first, she knows this, too. She has only once -- once in her whole life -- been able to tell Oliver Queen no. To turn away from him. And it wasn't about him, then. Just like she's not that girl now; not even in that same life.