Olivia stares blankly at him for a long minute, trying to decide if he's joking - but something in his eyes reminds her of Peter, or Charlie, steady and honest and absolutely trustworthy.

You have to trust someone here, she thinks.

And then, a moment later, He just said he was Captain America.

That's when she starts laughing, soft and high and with an edge of hysteria to it that suggests she'd be crying if she weren't fighting so hard to hold it together. She presses her hands to her face and takes a few deep breaths, regaining composure a little bit at a time.

"Sorry. God, I'm sorry. I'm fine, I swear..." Olivia closes her eyes for a second, takes one more slow, steadying breath, and lowers her hands.

After another pause, she takes Steve's outstretched hand, since it seems like he's just going to keep standing there offering it until she does. "Okay. We can go."