That sounds like her, too. Olivia's an entirely different person on stage. For some, perhaps, it's like witnessing the true her. She has no idea has she has tried not to ask too much about it. She only occasionally hears the murmurs and whispers that surround her performances.

She can't help holding onto that smile as Tidus continues. He must spend a lot of time with Inigo to know that. Nodding along slowly, she tries to commit it all to memory. She'll have to put it into practise soon enough. And maybe she won't absolutely horrify him if he should ever come to find out what she's up to. He probably will eventually. Olivia may have crept into enemy territory back home, but...

Sneaking is not her strong suit.

"I see..." she begins before she's caught off guard by his question. A pause and she tips her head before dropping her gaze somewhat shyly. "Uhm. I'm happiest when I'm dancing. It's where and when I can feel most like myself. I can tell a story and I don't have to use words. I want the audience to feel everything I put into it. It's easy to get lost in it."

Nibbling upon her lower lip, she continues, "I'm sure it's the same for him."