Olivia winces a little at his first response too - he might not have been trying to make her feel guilty, but he didn't really need to. Olivia's pretty talented at finding reasons to blame herself all on her own, but she doesn't think Steve's going to agree with any of those reasons, so it doesn't seem worth pointing them out.

"I'm fine. Tired. A few cuts and bruises, a little bit scorched... nothing to worry about." Nothing she doesn't deserve - and painkillers work on her, so she's got nothing to complain about.

She huffs a soft sigh, ducks her head and closes her eyes at his apology, silent until she's sure her voice won't waver when she answers. She manages a smile when she looks up again, though it's forced and doesn't really do anything to hide her disappointment.

"It's..." She can't say it's fine. It's not. "Thank you. I'm sorry I didn't say anything to you before. I've just... never been good at..." She sighs and shakes her head. "It was a mistake." In so many ways, apparently.