As she looked him over, Olli had a feeling that Athena was sizing him. She said he'd make a good Titan. That was all he heard. His head started forming images of battles that were being fought- some of them where the Titans were losing until Olli heroically showed up just in the Nick of time, said a few witty things to the bad guy, and froze them where they stood. The Titans then took advantage of this and proceeded to take the villains out and all of the on-lookers started to applause. They then started to chant his name, "Olli! Olli! Olli! HURRAH!!!!!!" The thought of that made him cheese. Hard.
When he re-focused back on Athena, he really saw the girl for what seemed like the first time. She looked pretty serious. And not just because she offered him some help. Her face was that of a teenaged girl and still had some child-like qualities to it-the subtle roundness of her face, the tainted innocence in her eyes- but it also showed a forced upon maturity that made Olli think of the type of life she, and the rest of the Titans for that matter, lived.
He lived with his parents, who were very present in his life. He still had a curfew, still had to let his parents know where he was going and who he was going with. He would still get grounded if he broke some type of rule. But they were his parents and that was their job. To raise him right and teach him right from wrong and protect him when needed.
They were completely oblivious to the real dangers that were now going on. Olli, himself, was too until earlier in the day. But what about the Titans? Who looked after them besides each other? Did they have parents to question. Where they were going? Who they were hanging out with? Did someone cook them breakfast every morning? The boy really doubted it. He had a feeling that almost no parent around would let their child live such a life as the Titans did.
He looked at his dust covered clothes. Then he looked around him and saw all the damage that was done by one guy. He felt his leg, which was hurting like holy hell. Is this the life he wanted now? Just this morning, he was thinking how boring his everyday life was. How nothing exciting ever happened. And all of a sudden, he was witnessing a superpowered thief battle a group of superpowered teens on the roof of his job; saving a family from an exploding building; almost getting killed by spandex-clad, superpowered bank robber and helping take him down; and now being told that he would make a good a good Titan himself.
That was a pretty far cry from having a boring life. "I'd much rather see where you guys live so I can take you up on that offer on teaing with my power," Olli answered. "That way, I could help you guys out in the future if you really need and want me." That was all he could say. He could go to one of the many ambulances present and get his leg checked out. But he wanted to make sure that he had a way of keeping in contact with the Titans or at least knowing how to get to their giant T-shaped base that was on an island in the middle of the river. It would also give him time to think about what he truly wanted. Such decisions were meant to be made just like that. He'd sleep on the idea of him joining the Titans. He wasn't asked but he was pretty sure it was an option.