"Oh, well, I can help you up if you'd like. I am quite strong for my height," Assured the little man, shouldering his bag before stepping closer.
"Please don't touch me." Aidina said flatly.
"O-oh, then how am I supposed to help you up? You might get hurt out here." Oliver withdrawled, but he still looked prepared to lift up the other.
"I might not?" he offered feebly.
"But… you might," Oliver countered meekly. "Come on, let me help you. Please."
"I suppose so, then. Hey, I don't think I ever did get your name. Did I tell you mine? It's Aidina, by the way." he said.
Oliver grinned slightly and helped Aidina up slowly. "Yeah, it's Oliver, remember?"
"Oh, right. Where are we going? Is it safe? She told me I needed to find a safe place." Aidina murmured, allowing himself to be heaved up by the stranger.
"It's my home," Oliver said calmly, letting the other lean against him. "It's very safe, don't worry."
"Safe. Good." he said, limping along with Oliver all the way to his home, collapsing at the front door.
Oliver tried to keep his grip on the other man, dragging him over to the couch and laying him down.
"Goodness, you're quite heavy, aren't you?" Oliver asked, fanning himself.
