[It's with a remarkable blandness that she answers.]

There's been some trouble, here and there. Nothing overwhelming.

[Friendly as he is, there's no reason to hand this boy anything more than small-talk. Details and history are not things Lenalee hands out on a silver platter— even Oz, selfsame to her in many surprising (depressing, frightening) ways, knows little more now than he did the day he held an umbrella over her in the rain. She plans to keep it that way, for at least a little longer. Family and home are things she keeps close to the chest.]

I think we've been sent here to give the Initiative some time to try and fix that.