She sighed once again, leaning over to kiss his temple sweetly. "You're giving me a headache from keeping in my desire to shake you back to your senses." which was rather amusing as Olivia was often lacking common sense, or at least she was told that.
"I need tea." she announced as she got to her feet and headed for the door. Tea and kittens fixed everything in Olivia's little bubble. Once she called to one of the servants for it she leaned against the door frame and looked to her brother. "Are you ever going to tell me why you have a bunch of Frenchmen stuffed in the outer houses or shall I continue to just assume what I like?" she may not have been the most observant of persons, but she wasn't blind.