Olivia continued to watch Shawn closely, giving him plenty of space as he climbed onto the boat. She knew she was taking a risk by talking to him and letting him aboard, but it wasn't like she couldn't handle herself in a fight. Olivia had had to take on larger men than Shawn before. If she needed a quick escape though she could always jump into the water and swim to shore. She would possibly lose some of her supplies if he took them, but she knew where to get more now if she should need them. Mostly Olivia would be sad to lose the pictures of her mother and Mr. Byrd and the bow Mr. Byrd had given her.

However, it seemed like she didn't need to worry too much. Shawn took care not to make any sudden moves, telling Olivia that he was going to put his hands down and taking it slow when he climbed onto the boat. Overall he seemed friendly, and his smile seemed genuine.

[i]Ah, Tennessee[/i], Olivia thought to herself. That was why the accent had sounded familiar and still a little strange. One kid in her middle school had transferred from Tennessee. He had the same drawl most everyone in the South had, but his accent had been just a bit different. The mention of coffee piqued her interest, but she didn't ask about that since she didn't want to seem intrusive.

Holding out one gloved hand for a handshake, Olivia finally returned his smile with a brilliant one of her own and told him, "My name's Olivia Moretti. North Woolmarket, Mississippi is where I'm from. So, what's a guy from Tennessee doing up here in the big city?"