She seemed so small and frail now, like a little baby bird who'd never learned to fly. She was terrified and how could he blame her after everything she'd been through in the last few days? He couldn't even tell if there was any progress between her and their ideals. As he held her all balled up he was beginning to question if what they had done was right. Maybe it had been too late, maybe they should have waited for a new child to be raised.
"Olivia...hey.." He said gently as he stroked the back of her neck. "It'll be alright, Tell me what happened. Was it another nightmare?"

Anya gripped the door tighter as she heard the honest concern in his voice. This wasn't right, something had to be done about this. She stepped back from the door. She'd tell Grandfather, he'd know what to do!

"The lady on the other side of the door wants to take you away," she said softly though she wasn't really talking to him, more to her hands. "Everyone gets taken away from me. What does everyone think of me do you think? What do they think of how I fell in the river?" She had a childish tone to her voice, something she rarely displayed and was only displayed when in front of someone she trusted. It wasn't purposeful but rather a reflection of half of her inner entity that showed her naiveity of the world and what they may or may not think of her.

"They think I'm a monster."

"No they don't." He gently reassured. Running his hand through her tangled hair he pressed his cheek to the top of her head. "There just confused and scared Olivia. They don't know what to expect of you so they try to make everything out to be worse so they can feel a better about all this. No one wants to believe that bad things can happen to good people, so some times good people are made out to be bad."
Just like HARA was.

((ugh, work kicked my butt today))

Olivia nodded him, believing every word he said for the most part. She stayed there for a moment relishing the peace that she felt around her. She jerked back a moment later when she realized what she was doing and shook her head slightly. She was confused at the moment and more frightened than she could ever imagine. "I'm sorry I need to rest I'm going to sleep, good night," she said hurriedly though she was easily understood. She couldn't look at him now and she had a difficulty moving away from him because she was shaking slightly. The crying had given her a bit of a stomach ache and it was adding the fact that she was still not accustomed to their food.

He let her go and crawl into bed, he understood her sudden embarrassment and it didn't surprise him in the least. As she settled into her blankets with her back to him he went to dress himself in his still damn jeans, though it was better then trying to wear a sheet like this. It was only then that he checked the hallway to see who had come to speak with him as Olivia had claimed. But when he looked the hall was dark and empty. Had they left?
He turned back to Olivia.
"...sleep well." He said softly as he turned to get back into his own bed.

Anya had left before Olivia ever left Neils arms. She couldn't believe all of this, and she knew that Grandfather wouldn't either. Or at least she hope he wouldn't.

Olivia had drown out his words with her own thoughts after she'd gone to her bed. She felt awkward and as though she'd taken part in a great sin. Half of her wanted to kill him while they other half wanted to take him back to her home and have him live with her so she wouldn't have to be alone. Her confusion was so obvious now that she couldn't do anything but sit and wait and see what would happen next.