More or less.

(She would've said less.)

After Magnus, Octavia had figured out she needed to keep an eye on the docks if she was going to be out here, so she had. Which meant she was watching Lucifer approach, out of the corner of her eye.

(There he was, the subject of near-death hallucinations, and many a desperate late night thought down in the bunker.)

Then she watched openly, once he'd set down the basket. But didn't call out to him. She was out of words.