Oliver put out his lip into a small pout, gently brushing his knuckles against Emmery's jaw. "Awh, baby, that's no good..." He said quietly, grasping the human's face and pulling it up to look at him. "Sometimes it's better to let it go, y'know? Better to leave it in the past. Can't go thinking about the things that make you said. 'Cause I'm here now; I can make you happy. Make that past go away, yeah?" He slung his arms around Emmery's neck and pressed his forehead against the human's, forcing him into eye-contact. "I'm not giving up---I like you too much."