[By the time she makes her way to Gyre, Olivia has already had a few margaritas. She's still messy from the earlier fight, but the alcohol's worked its magic and she doesn't care about her appearance that much for once, so she approaches him without masking with her powers; the dark make-up that usually covers her eyes almost gone and her tail swinging contently.]

Hey! So, uh, we've fought together and shit, but like, we never really talked? So I figured we might as well, yeah? I know you know my name but not because I told you so, hi. I'm Olivia!