Olivia sighs, but it's half-hearted, and with a quiet smile to herself. She knows him well enough by now to know arguing with him won't get her anywhere - he's going to win this one anyway. She lets the door swing closed, double checks that it locked behind her, and starts down the hallway.

"In that case, we can head to my place first. I'd hate to have you worrying all night." She sighs again, shaking her head a little, and goes on, "And while I understand what you mean, I'm still sorry this happened. I'm sorry I pulled you here, however I did it. You didn't-"

You didn't need this. Unless Peter's right. Unless his best friend is going to kill him, back there, and could she leave him to that? Could she send him back to that? She honestly doesn't know.