Olivia nods a little at Peter's decision to call the others. "I'll be right out here if you need me. Or if any of them need to talk to me..."

She smiles up at him as he touches her cheek, and watches him until he's out of sight, only then turning back to Steve. "I'm sorry about that, I didn't think..." She shakes her head a little and repeats, "I'm sorry."

Olivia hesitates, and then moves to sit next to him on the bench, elbows braced on her thighs, hands laced together in front of her face. "I really can't say. You don't exist the way you do in your universe, where everyone knows about you, but... different universes... They exist because people made different choices. It's possible you were never born in this universe. Or maybe you were never part of the super soldier program, or you..." Telling him he might have died here is probably not going to reassure him. She takes a breath and shakes her head. "I just don't know."