11-02-2016, 08:23 AM
"Oh. Yeah, an olive... I thought you meant a raisin or something. I guess an olive is close to what my name sounds like." Oliver probably would've moved away if he hasn't been strapped in, but instead he had to deal with the gillion up close, and he made a face when the other rested their hand upon his taut belly. "Gee, thanks." Oliver knew that that was a real worry, getting caught with a breeder who was carrying, but he thought his group would be a bit more forgiving than all the stories he'd heard about. He seriously hated them right now; at least he wasn't going back to Keanu's land, but that didn't make him any less nervous about where he might be going now. "He's got too many slaves to make his breeders work, but I told him I would. If he'd still kept me as a laborer, I might not be here right now." Oliver groaned. "This breeding thing is stupid..."