Without opening his eyes, Jack reaches over and pats Oliver's chest, above his heart.

"You just need to be the Oliver that remembers fancy furniture and too-big yards and protects his city and loves his sister, okay? That's what you're good at... it's like your center. Don't try to be someone else even if that person is another version of you. Everything else you can learn and grow into -- and in turn people will learn not to compare you to who you're not, even if they need a little kick in the right direction. If it comes to that, we can get boots."