[ Oh, shit. This wasn't how she'd wanted thinks going. She hastily hops to her feet to follow suit, abandoning her own plate and fork. ]

Wait, hang on — I don't wanna chase you away. I'm not gonna make you talk about it if you don't wanna, alright? I didn't call you over for an interrogation. [ She nods down at Olivia's plate, face falling a little. ] And you didn't even finish. I know it's a shitty breakfast, but you can pretend the strawberries in it are healthy.