Chantes... [ Another piece of information about Olivia she's managed to learn — she lets the answer sink in, and around the same time she realizes...

Koltira and Achilles. Fighting. Her attempt to keep any third parties from injury away. Right. Quickly, her expression sobers. ] It's been a pleasure to speak to you — but I believe our skills will be needed... elsewhere, at the moment.

[ Or at least, soon. She's preparing for the worst. ] I will speak to you in person shortly, Sieglinde.