Oliver let Gwen take care of adjusting the cloak. She was better at it, after all, not to mention he was still in some degree of shock that he was wearing something that belonged to Merlin--the actual Merlin! But he contained his excitement--relatively speaking--and grinned at her, nodding. "Yeah, let's!"

As they headed to the training grounds, Oliver was hardly watching where he was going at all. He was much more interested in taking in the sights around him, his mouth hanging open in both amazement and excitement. Unfortunately, this meant that, if Gwen were to slow down or stop short at all, he would surely walk straight into her. But at that moment, that wasn't something he was worried about. Seeing the actual, real Camelot was the only thing on his mind.