Before leaving, Olivia gave the unruly group of kids some advice.
She could tell that they were not the types to conform easily to living the same life as their parents and suggested mercenary work to them. Making it sound a bit more glamorous than it actually was.
Still, she felt that it might be better to give them something more constructive to work towards instead of wasting their time on petty pranks and vandalism.
They obviously acted this way as a means to lash out since they felt that they lacked control over their own lives. All of them had been raised to continue with their families' businesses and they were never offered a chance to go down their own paths.
"That was pretty nice of you at the end to give them some advice. But don't you think you were underselling how dangerous mercenary work is. The three of us know better than most the types of hell that are waiting out there." Havanna said, a scowl on her face.
