Olivia leans in toward him just a little more, the pressure of his shoulder on hers some small reassurance.

"Mostly you just... wait until the drugs wear off. Until they can tell it's not working. They want us to be scared, so... don't be." She sets her jaw - a normal expression on the grown Olivia, but entirely out of place on the child she is now, no matter how familiar it is to her even at this age. "It's not real. It can't hurt us."

She meant it to come out steady and reassuring; instead, it just sounds like a child trying to reassure herself and not quite managing.

"We should find out where that sound is coming from."