Her eyes widened for a moment as her lips stretched out into a grin. Olive didn't take the man's words as harsh or arrogant, knowing that he meant to give her good advice. She would take care in the future to pay more attention to her surroundings when running around. "I'll be more careful, thank you," she cheerfully replied, seeming to forget that she was late for work. Curious brown eyes gazed at the man in front of her before flickering to his face. It was safe to say that Olive was quite interested in him, specifically his eye-patch. 

She was tempted to ask him what had happened to his right eye, but Olive realized that it would be quite rude. She would hate to bring about bad memories. So the girl rubbed her nose, the smell of sweat no longer bugging her as much as it did a minute ago. "I've never seen you around before," Olive began, her hand reaching out for a hand-shake. "But I guess that's my fault. I hardly go out - All I do is train and stay at home," she quickly added, a light laugh escaping her lips. "My name is Olive, but you can call me Oli for short. Nice to meet you."