Roy Harper wasn't one to be reasoned with.
He was a criminal with a self-destructive attitude who, given the choice, would much rather end his miserable existence than continue living in the slums of a city with nothing and nobody to care about.
Well, once upon a time, anyway.
If you had told Roy a year ago that Thea Dearden Queen would give him a reason to live, he would have scoffed and pushed you aside, because why even.
But now, after the turmoil of emotions and the petty crimes and the Undertaking and Oliver disappearing again and Moira in prison, Roy often wonders how a 'rich-bitch' from Starling City, daughter of a billionaire and sister of Oliver Queen, managed to save his life.
Maybe because underneath their attitudes, there is an understanding. Of pain and loss and the need to feel wanted and loved and of each other. They knew the others mood like they knew how to tell the weather. And sometimes all it took was each-others company to feel okay again.
He'll ask her, sometimes, if they're eating at his place or cleaning up the bar at the club or curled up on the sofa in the Queen's mansion watching cheesy sitcoms or films, he'll frown at her slightly upon meeting her gaze, and when she smiles, he'll ask; "Why did you save me?"
And she'll narrow her eyes ever so slightly and drop a kiss on his lips and wrap her arms around his neck and whisper softly in his ear;
"Because you're worth saving."
And really, there is nothing more wonderful or heartwarming or emotional than hearing the girl he loves say those words.