She raised an eyebrow. That had not gone as well as planned. Not that she'd had a grand scheme, but all things considered, she'd not even gotten close to her way and that set her in a slightly darker mood. Olivia watched him disappear down the corridor before pushing off from the wall and heading in the opposite direction.
Whomever she ran into next was likely in a decent amount of trouble if she was still in this mood when she stumbled upon them; she was about ready to hex the next person she saw, though she was loathe to let Avery know he'd gotten to her like that. So she wrote it off as a bit of foul temper for no particular reason and resolved that she'd taken the initiative to rile up some of the other houses.
It wasn't lurking in hallways, but it was something that wasn't stewing about what had just happened there. Or not happened, as the case seemed to be.