[ it probably isn't a very good idea for maintaining their cover, but as the situation around them grows more and more dire, olivia knows she really only has a few options available to her. and given how much of a workaholic her future daughter can be, she decided it was really much more likely to happen upon lucina at the police station than in her own apartment.
of course, she could have also called first... but she also thinks she knows lucina well enough that she would have just been fed a lot of "i'm fine" and "don't worry." she loves her daughter, she truly does, but sometimes she can be far too much like her for her own good...
she perks up when the glass doors swing open, only to deflate once more upon realizing they were merely actual police officers. she has stationed herself by the doorway, looking quite like a homeless person all bundled up as she is, yet in her hands is a small pouch that she cradles close to her body... both for its warmth, and to keep it warm in turn.
( lucina )
of course, she could have also called first... but she also thinks she knows lucina well enough that she would have just been fed a lot of "i'm fine" and "don't worry." she loves her daughter, she truly does, but sometimes she can be far too much like her for her own good...
she perks up when the glass doors swing open, only to deflate once more upon realizing they were merely actual police officers. she has stationed herself by the doorway, looking quite like a homeless person all bundled up as she is, yet in her hands is a small pouch that she cradles close to her body... both for its warmth, and to keep it warm in turn.
aaaaaany minute now, she's sure. ]