"Morning." Olivia didn't bother to fold her clothes; why go to the trouble when you were just going to put them back on, anyway? She was grateful for the matter-of-fact kind of approach, too. It was always super awkward when people tried to act like you were closer than you were, especially in a situation like this.
She stepped forward, ready to listen to any directions Lilah had for her in order to make this go smoothly. The request for information, though it was standard, wasn't one she was ready to fully comply with yet, though. Sure, she'd calmed down some on her way back to the Library, but that didn't mean all the tension was gone. Nor did it mean she was completely ready to talk about it with anyone, let alone someone she barely knew.
"I'm feeling okay." That question was easy enough to handle, at least. "I didn't really have any incidents... No scrapes or anything. Saw a couple of zombies, but what else is new." Olivia was good at talking to fill the silence when she needed to. "Got everything I needed, came back home, now I'm here."
She was skipping over a pretty unusual happening, yes, but was there really a problem with that?