Olivia's lips flicker in a brief smile, and she squeezes his hand a little. "Well, that's not exactly my first plan. Walter's a genius - so is Peter, for that matter - and I'm sure they can come up with something. But if not..."

She's not tearing him out of his life for a second time. They came here, so there must be a way back, and if the only way is through her...

"I think I owe you. For... a lot of things, by now. Dragging you here, if nothing else. You can't tell me not to do everything in my power to make it up to you." She smiles again, this one a little crooked. "Or I guess you can, if you want, but I don't think I'm going to listen."