The guards do not tell Olivia who demanded an audience with her, but she doesn't need a name -- there's only one woman that comes to mind who would do so. Olivia stands as they usher Rani in, setting aside the letters from the district she'd been occupying herself with. The woman she knows gets a respectful incline of her head, but the girl behind her makes Olivia pause.

Whoever she is, she must be the reason for Rani's insistence on meeting. So Olivia takes her in with a sharp gaze but no demands of the girl or Rani as to what she's doing with her. Another outsider, that much is obvious, and the youngest one she's seen. It's strange to think of so many of them as being older than her, and some older than Piotr -- the Vorrutyer certainly is, and she can't pin Miles Illyan's age, and Rani only seems a few years older than she. But as that phrase goes: age is but a number. Perhaps not in the way the original speaker meant, but Olivia feels its within her rights to co-opt it.

"Rani," she says in greeting, eyes still on the other woman, "I take it that there is something you wish to discuss?"