I'm not very good at keeping in touch, but that's besides the point. I ran into our mutual friend today, well, your friend - Olivia. I heard a whole lot about her being lost in the Sigmas and even more about it being not so simple as that. But I feel like I need context, which is why I'm asking you, somebody I trust told me you'd know.
What actually happened to her out there? Whatever it is, it's clearly had an impact on her. And as much as I want to help, I can't if I'm in the dark when it comes to details. Especially not with all the friction my actions cause.
Are you drunk? You sound drunk, so I'll let this slide.
I'm capable of a lot of things, Beige. But something I'm not going to do is lie to you about Olivia being alive, you want the transcripts of the conversation I just had with her a few hours ago? I've got it all here, I'll give it to you if that hammers home the truth through that thick skull of yours. Sober up and call me back, preferably without implying you're in some capacity my Father. This is important, put on your big boy pants.
Then the least you can do for her sake rather than for me is make sure she doesn't do anything rash, especially given her current state of mind. I'm told people who get lost out where she did are never quite themselves again, but you're still you - fortunately and unfortunately.
Look, I'm not gonna spend my days babysitting Sable. But I've always had her back when she needed me to, and I'll keep on having it. Now stop worrying about her and stay far away instead. Last thing she needs to have on her mind is you.