"I'll be fine." Her tone's a little more clipped than she meant it to be, but she's never been terribly good at accepting concern about her own wellbeing. She will be fine - she's made it this far, and the worst, she hopes, is behind her.

Olivia trails along behind and to one side of him, studying what she can see of the layout with a certain intent focus that suggests she's committing it all to memory - and that she's focusing on that for the moment because it keeps her from worrying about other things. "Am I going to need a map for this?" she asks after a moment, glancing back to Steve with a faint smile.