Oliver watched Madelyn, though anything that had shaken him from the last few moments was covered up with an easy expression. He decided to take his mask off and advanced towards Quinn, checking if she was alright. "Oh my Wonderland, it's cracked. That thing cracked it," Quinn explained in a rush manner, continuously running her hands over the glass of her watch as she glanced up towards her friend. "If my father was here…" She trailed off, shaking her head faintly as she slipped the antique watch back into her pocket.
"We have a few more problems too," Oliver sighed, running a hand through his dark hair as he held the mask tightly in his hand.