[That sure is a ringing silence greeting that statement.
Okay.
No one is going to believe this story anyway.
So.
--Diggle is going to kill him. Oliver isn't sure that he'd blame the man.
He draws the hood down, slowly, wondering again if this is all just an elaborate trap to force him into admitting his identity post-trial.] That's impossible.
[No way he has a daughter his own age.] I'm. That's. [It's like having Dig wake up in his hideout all over again. He has no idea what to do or say.
Hopefully she'll try to punch him, because that he can respond to easily.] I'm Oliver Queen.
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Okay.
No one is going to believe this story anyway.
So.
--Diggle is going to kill him. Oliver isn't sure that he'd blame the man.
He draws the hood down, slowly, wondering again if this is all just an elaborate trap to force him into admitting his identity post-trial.] That's impossible.
[No way he has a daughter his own age.] I'm. That's. [It's like having Dig wake up in his hideout all over again. He has no idea what to do or say.
Hopefully she'll try to punch him, because that he can respond to easily.] I'm Oliver Queen.