[Olivia's face betrays her surprise when Luka takes hold of her hand just as she's letting go. Although just so, so unused to displays of affection, she keeps her hand on his even as the waitress delivers the drinks, trying to at least force her mask to hide the color in her cheeks.] Right. We got this. We might need a little help, but... we got this.

[Hopefully "no matter what" didn't mean either of them would end up on the Protector's bad side, she thinks with a sigh.] So we pretend it's all good with him but we keep investigating on the low, yeah? I don't think questioning him directly is a good idea anymore.