Olivia draws in a sharp breath, swallows hard. It's hard to look at him as much as she wants when she's busy driving - she wants to pull over right now so this conversation has her full attention, or to somehow teleport home so she can wrap her arms around him and make absolutely sure he's alright. She watches him for as long as she can, and turns her eyes back to the road.

"I didn't know that. One thing we managed to keep secret, apparently... Are you okay? Is he..."