You were — [ Here, alone, unprotected, waiting for how long — it's hard to swallow the words that bubble up, especially while her mind is running through all the possible scenarios Olivia could found herself in.
... But she does, because her mother's alright — she pauses, inhales, then exhales. Squares her shoulders, finally clears her expression. ] I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long.
[ ... ] Though, you should have called before your visit. [ Look at that, they're talking like like a proper 90's family, or something. ]
But... [ It's too dangerous for surprises now, these days, with the infected at every corner. But Lucina holds her tongue — she has a feeling Olivia knew this already, yet made the journey nonetheless ( her chest feels tight, not at all pleased with the risks ).
She manages a small smile though, expression softening at the end of it all. ] I have not, no — we can walk to my apartment, if you're so inclined.
[ And of course, because the concern goes both ways: ] Have you eaten, mother?
Yes, of course, [ olivia responds rather breezily, tone bearing no hint of exasperation. she can understand lucina's concern, of course, even if she finds it a bit misplaced. she's taken quite good care of herself with regards to eating and sleeping (when she can, at least), it's more the overworking that's the issue...
but these days, who isn't? ]
Come, then — I haven't yet had the chance to visit you in a while. [ she slips her arm through lucina's, beginning to lead the way there. ] How are your "siblings"?
[ Lucina's had worse. ( But these days, that seems to be her default reason for just about everything. She's had worse, which means she can handle whatever's coming next, too. )
Regardless, she can't help but have her lips twitch up to a smile once their arms are linked, leaning closer just a fraction. Nothing to impede their walking, but... in the middle of all the chaos, some mother-daughter quality time is always appreciated. ] Of course.
Oh — er, Aqua is doing well. She has been investigating the tunnels for the most part, I believe. [ A pause, and then, clinically ( while losing the smile on her face ): ] Unfortunately, Lancer has been infected.
He's not keen on speaking to us at the moment. [ Ever since his infection began. In response to the apology itself, she only shakes her head. Her tone is even and measured, because as horrifying the reality is — there's a time and place for it. ] He'll be alright.
[ It's spoken with enough certainty, as if a cure is available right at this moment. ] Tell me about yourself, mother. How have you been? And Vaughn?
[ olivia gives lucina's hand a comforting squeeze. ] Please know you can call on me for any help. I had already offered with Riza, of course, but... just in case... [ she does not think riza a particularly proud woman — at least not to the extent of letting any harm come to others — but one can never know when one's heart is involved. ]
I am no fighter, but my empathy powers have been able to calm infected before. I would gladly help.
[ as for her end of the things... ]
There is not much to say for us, I'm afraid. Poor Vaughn's best friend has become infected as well, but luckily he has quarantined himself in his home with his partner.
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[ because this is totally normal behavior to wait for your future daughter for hours on end outside of her work place in the middle of winter.
obviously. ]
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... But she does, because her mother's alright — she pauses, inhales, then exhales. Squares her shoulders, finally clears her expression. ] I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long.
[ ... ] Though, you should have called before your visit. [ Look at that, they're talking like like a proper 90's family, or something. ]
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[ silly lucina, trix are for kids.
speaking of the surprise, though. she holds out the tupperware in her hand. ]
Have you eaten yet? I've brought you some stew!
[ though it may need to be warmed up... ]
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She manages a small smile though, expression softening at the end of it all. ] I have not, no — we can walk to my apartment, if you're so inclined.
[ And of course, because the concern goes both ways: ] Have you eaten, mother?
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but these days, who isn't? ]
Come, then — I haven't yet had the chance to visit you in a while. [ she slips her arm through lucina's, beginning to lead the way there. ] How are your "siblings"?
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Regardless, she can't help but have her lips twitch up to a smile once their arms are linked, leaning closer just a fraction. Nothing to impede their walking, but... in the middle of all the chaos, some mother-daughter quality time is always appreciated. ] Of course.
Oh — er, Aqua is doing well. She has been investigating the tunnels for the most part, I believe. [ A pause, and then, clinically ( while losing the smile on her face ): ] Unfortunately, Lancer has been infected.
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[ olivia's footsteps falter, creating some distance between them as she turns a little more towards lucina. ]
I'm sorry. [ sorry for the misfortune of his situation, sorry for bringing it up when just two seconds ago they'd been smiling so freely. ]
How is he faring...?
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He's not keen on speaking to us at the moment. [ Ever since his infection began. In response to the apology itself, she only shakes her head. Her tone is even and measured, because as horrifying the reality is — there's a time and place for it. ] He'll be alright.
[ It's spoken with enough certainty, as if a cure is available right at this moment. ] Tell me about yourself, mother. How have you been? And Vaughn?
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I am no fighter, but my empathy powers have been able to calm infected before. I would gladly help.
[ as for her end of the things... ]
There is not much to say for us, I'm afraid. Poor Vaughn's best friend has become infected as well, but luckily he has quarantined himself in his home with his partner.