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The fact he wasn't scowling said volumes. She also just couldn't help but give him a happy and wide fix eyed smile. "I'm glad." She murmured, though lacking her usual loud enthusiasm, she more than made up for with the earnestness in her tone. She was happy at this moment.

Pyrophanite and Haüyne could crash in through the window right now and yank her star seed and then ollie right out, and that'd be fine. Well. Not really, but that's how she felt right now. In this moment, she didn't want for anything---

Well, except for Coca-Cola to make a bottle that said "Share a Coke with" and to actually have the name Olga. Or Sol. Really, she'd take anything at this point, but that aside---yeah. She was then content to spend the rest of the evening in companionable silence, helping Mama Vetrov with whatever she needed, and responding when questioned.

Maaan, it was like it'd been her birthday, but it was Sergei's! Olga had just been over the moon when given home cooked Russian left overs. A lot none the less. She'd also been rather quiet on the walk back, reflective of the day's events. She was also reflective on the fact she felt better. For the first time since she'd been kidnapped, she didn't feel an agonizing sense of dread or worry. Life was still going on---Polaris was right. One couldn't get caught up in the worry and the what-ifs---

"...Hm?" She had heard him speak, and eventually looked over at him. It took her a few moments to catch up. "...Oh! Oh...you think so?" She smiled. "I'm so glad---" Olga paused for a moment, "I was so worried about bombing in front of your mom, and that she wouldn't like me, I kept wishing---" She gestured to the sidewalk with her free hand. "That the ground would swallow me before I got there and make a fool out of myself!" She then nodded her head vigorously. "I'd love to!"

Olga paused once more, shifting the bag of left overs to her other hand. "Thank you." She piped up, looking back at him. "For letting me come today---well, I mean I know you kinda got strong armed by your family and all---but still---thanks. Thanks---it was the best day I've had in a while, it....made me happy."

"Yeah...it was bad..." Olga replied distantly, staring off again for a moment before she smiled. "Yeah! She does, and she is! She has awesome mom powers."

She looked back over at him, blinking, surprised, before she suddenly grinned at him. It wasn't like it was actual praise or anything, but it was to her, in Sergei-speak. Also a moment, where she didn't need to follow it up or ruin it with any other words. She'd just bask in the glory of his 'not bad' compliment.

Soon enough though, they had arrived at the small split that separated his apartment from her's, and Olga jogged forward a bit in the direction of her place before twisting around to look at him. "Good night!" She gave him a salute as well. "Happy birthday, again, and thanks for the day, Sergei!" She didn't bother waiting for a reply as she jogged a bit more until she was out of sight.