Olivia watched as Miyu tested the strength in her leg, and then stood on it. She put her hands out, ready to catch her in case the leg failed her. Thankfully, Miyu stayed upright and Olivia let out a soft sigh. The girl was determined, that was obvious. "I wouldn't expect anything less than a win." Giving Miyu a small smile, she put her hands on her hips, and then realizing she was still holding the now soggy bag of peas.<br/><br/>"I'm going to go.. do something with these," she said holding out the peas in front of her with a look of disgust. She grabbed her duffle bag off the floor and then looked at Miyu. "Why don't you rest for a little while, and keep stretching that leg." She turned to leave the room, and then looked back again. "Would you like me to get you anything while I'm downstairs?"<br/><br/>She really was trying to be nicer, but it didn't come easy for her like it does for Miyu or Charlie. Her life had been one of discipline and structure, and the showing of emotions was met with disgust by her strict mother. She shook her head a little, not wanting to go back there and instead looked at Miyu, trying to give a genuine smile.