Professing his love for her.

"Where is Kyra?" Oliver asked after Jennifer and Ron had gone back to their offices. 

He was worried about her. 

She almost got hurt. Seeing her with the knife on her neck, he only knows how scared he was. 

"She is downstairs, answering to the authorities. She will be done in a few minutes." his uncle said, patting his shoulder. 

Oliver nodded his head and his eyes shifted towards the elevator, as if he was waiting for the door to open so he could expect Kyra. 

"She is fine. You don't have to worry about her when hurting her physically is not so easy. Her brothers tried to make her as strong as possible, be it emotionally or physically." Oliver's uncle, the president, comforted him. The worry in his eyes is that evident. 

"I will have to thank her brothers for teaching her self defense to that extreme. She was really awesome." Oliver said with a smile. The adoration and admiration sparkled his eyes and a smile made its way to his lips.