"It's fine," Olivia says quietly, holding up a hand to Peter, though her eyes are still fixed on Steve. She'd flinched when the desk cracked - hard not to at that display of strength, when he's shouting - and she can't blame Peter for being concerned, but she also can't blame Steve for that reaction. Even he has to have his limits somewhere, and this...

"We're fine."

Olivia pauses for another heartbeat or two, and then steps forward to pull up a chair and sit, near Steve without crowding him. She doesn't say anything, just waits, watching him sidelong with her hands folded in front of her.