It wasn't unusual for John to stay late at Oliver's lair. He might not have Felicity's expertise when it came to computers and hacking, but John did okay by himself when he looked around for leads. It might take him longer but results were results. And Felicity had left early for some much needed downtime, so that had left John on his own.
He heard the sound of footsteps on the stairs long before Oliver spoke.
"Where have you -" He started, only to shoot out of his seat a second later when Oliver hit the ground. He knelt beside his friend, trying to guage the damage, but considering Oliver had limped down here all on his own, a little more jostling probably wouldn't kill him.
"How bad?" John asked instead. He could never tell how bad was bad when it came to Oliver. The man could be poisoned and concussed for all he knew. It wouldn't be the first time it happened.
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He heard the sound of footsteps on the stairs long before Oliver spoke.
"Where have you -" He started, only to shoot out of his seat a second later when Oliver hit the ground. He knelt beside his friend, trying to guage the damage, but considering Oliver had limped down here all on his own, a little more jostling probably wouldn't kill him.
"How bad?" John asked instead. He could never tell how bad was bad when it came to Oliver. The man could be poisoned and concussed for all he knew. It wouldn't be the first time it happened.