Olive relaxed as Willow answered her question. On one hand, her not-parents know her and expect a symathetic parent-daughter bond she won't be able to reciprocate due to simply not knowing them...but on the other hand, at least her sudden appearance didn't wipe anyone else out of existance.

The cat-girl started passing out tablets--the stone kind, not the iPad kind--and Olive soon found one in her hands. With the way it was lighting up, it may as well have been the iPad kind, though. She studied the information on the front of it, squinting at a few things and briefly adjusting her spectacles. Wait, when did those get there? She took them off to examine them for a moment, then simply shook her head and put them back on.

A large number glowed on the tablet's surface. [color=fd3c44]"YO!!"[/color] A voice pierced through the crowd, causing the elf to wince. [color=fd3c44]"Does anyone in this Starbucks have the number ONE?!"[/color] Olive peeked down at her number...then glanced over to the man that had just threatened to remove her ears moments ago. She opted for silence, and held her tablet close to her chest.