You, a part of Talon, are sitting peacefully in your room provided by the Talon's base during the meeting week. But you hear the automatic door of your room open with a 'whoosh'. Olivia is standing in the doorway, leaning her hand on the door jamb. Other hand is browsing something on her holographic device, as usual.

"Ayy, cariña. You didn't have to delete your search history, I read it anyway." Olivia said with a hint of teasing to her tone.

"It's pretty laughable by the way."