Legacies - III

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"Diggle, why do you even ask?" Oliver says, walking past him with his Hood suit. Oliver paused in front of Lizzie. "Hey, Liz, your gonna stay here with Dig, alright?"

Lizzie stared at him before nodding slowly. She was of some help, and he was going to help people. She knew that it was something he always did. She couldn't change that. But that was fine because she could still help from here.

"Okay? Okay," Oliver crouched down, kissing her forehead before leaving the room. 

~~~~~~~~~Time skipparoo ~~~~~~~~~

The next day Oliver had Lizzie stay home, not wanting her to look at teh photos or something. Oliver had always tried his best to hide the things a little kid should not see, even on the island. It was hard, and he couldn't always do it. But it was much easier back in the city where he had other people who were not in danger watching over her. People he could trust. 

And for Lizzie, it meant more time away from her father. And that she did not like so much. She understood the reasoning, mostly. But she still didn't like it. He had told her to stay behind so Moira could help her get ready for the brunch. Which was breakfast, but at lunchtime? 

"And I'm guessing this is Elizabeth?" 

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....will we say nothing of this *cough* small *cough* break?

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