Oliver did tense when he felt the arms come around him, but he hesitated when he heard the voice, one he was intimately familiar with. Felicity. A part of him had been in despair, knowing he'd probably never see her again, but he'd mostly been happy that she'd never have to deal with this place. Knowing she was here, he wasn't sure whether he was glad personally or worried for her safety. But he did know one thing. He was going to keep her safe, no matter the cost.

His arrow hit metal and did nothing to stop the oncoming machine and he reached behind him to encourage Felicity to slowly back away with him. Maybe if they could get someplace out of harm's way for a minute, she could do her magic and shut them down. At the very least, he'd have a moment to just look at her before it all went to hell. He preferred the former, but the latter was enough for him.

"We're going to take this nice and easy," he said as they walked back step by step. "And if I tell you to run, run and don't look back." Because it meant that things were about to get very ugly and he didn't want her to have to worry about him.