Oliver grimaces, but resists pushing Derek away. "I've been shot in the lung before and I didn't have the ability to heal right away, so stop whining. You'll be fine."

The fact that Derek can be so annoying at the moment leaves Oliver confident enough in letting his concern fall away for the moment.

It doesn't take long for Oliver to work the back door of the building open and check things out. He prefers this entrance, where most building tenants don't go, probably because the garbage chute leads right into a small room just near the entrance. It's quiet, as Oliver knew it would be, and always dark enough that he's been able to stash a go bag for a quick change before heading back out and in the front door as though nothing's amiss.

"Sorry about the smell," he tells Derek when he holds the door open, knowing it'll be worse for him.