[Olivine chuckles at that, an understanding sound, as he moves to settle on the bed with his hands in his lap.]

I'm glad you're not dealing with that again—but I did mean it as a simple hospitality, I assure you. And you're welcome. I would have been happy to help no matter the scenario.

[The sort of awkwardness is a familiar one, at least enough that he doesn't feel at all antsy over the incidental staring.]

Ah... I can imagine people have strong opinions of you, one way or the other. But in that case—would you tell me more about yourself? We didn't really... have much of a chance, last time, and it will help me know what to suggest.