Olivia laughs, already heading for the phone now that she's sure Steve's not going to collapse (which was a legitimate concern a couple times there on the stairs). "Well I am glad to hear that."

She pauses, phone in hand, just to watch him, smiling faintly. He looks awful, more battered and exhausted than she ever wants to see him looking... but it's so nice to have him back on her couch, alive and in one piece. She really had worried, for a while.

"I'm glad you're here, Steve."

The call to the Chinese place doesn't take long - they know her and their usual orders, and it's still early, so the delivery shouldn't take too long. The instant she's done, she moves back to the couch and settles down next to Steve, careful not to bump him anywhere. She doesn't know what parts of him hurt, yet, so she's just going to assume 'everything'.