Oliver reached them in a few long strides, his expression warm as his eyes found hers.
For a moment, the world around her seemed to fade, the laughter, the chatter, everything.
Athena's smile stretched wide as she met him halfway.
Oliver's arms opened without hesitation, and he pulled her in, wrapping her tightly against his chest. He lowered his face into her hair, breathing her in like he'd missed her for years instead of hours.
Athena's arms slid around him, her lips curving into a soft smile as she hugged him back.
But no one, absolutely no one, looked as thrilled as Felicia.
She clasped her hands together dramatically, practically glowing.
"My ship is real!" she whispered excitedly, earning a groan from Levi and a laugh from Leo.
Alaric just stood there, his jaw set, eyes lingering on the two of them longer than he should've.
He didn't say a word, but Armand could tell exactly what he was thinking.
