They finished on Oliver, but they didn't save all of him.

He would never walk again.

He sat in his chair, looking sadly at the ground. Arthur approached his other, taking his hand in his own.

"I'll walk for you."

That was the first time Oliver smiled that week.

It brought joy to Arthur's heart. If he had one.

He wanted to see Oliver's smile with his own eyes. Not the borrowed ones he had.

Not his ghost ones.