"You know how much I love it when you tutor me," she replied with a smirk, the humor helping her to feel safe while she allowed herself to wallow a little longer in her feelings -- even if she didn't exactly express that out loud. It wasn't like she hadn't talked to people about Andrea, too. But living with seven roommates had put a damper on actually allowing her to grieve. So she didn't say anything else for a moment, just held on to him and flattened out her free hand across his back as though she could prove somehow that he was real and alive and that she was, too, that she could still continue on even though something horrible had happened.
She couldn't hold on to him forever, though. Olivia tilted her head up a little more, returning his smile with a genuine one of her own. "That's really sweet of you. I think I'll take you up on that offer," she said, glad for the few streams of sunlight that illuminated Josh's face in the dim abandoned room.
"You're probably the best bodyguard-slash-tutor I ever had," she added, meaning her gratitude seriously despite the lightness of her words. And then, almost like it was 2016 again and all she had to worry about was passing her chemistry test and holding on to her last PR and whether Dani would ever let her get a word in elsewhere in that stupid group project they'd had to do, she leaned up onto her tiptoes and kissed him, letting go of his hand to move her arm around his neck.