[She carefully wipes her fingers with a napkin, as she makes sure the waitress gets the order, before gently placing a hand over one of Luka's. After all, if this were a D&D game her passive perception would be off the charts.]

None of us knew any better. You thought you were doing the right thing. [She may not know the first thing about being a friend or comforting others but, for Luka, she'll try. There's not much else she can say, really, so she just keeps holding his hand until the waitress comes back.

When she does, Olivia gives him a light squeeze before letting go.] Hopefully we can... fix all of this. It's really sounding like we're going to have to con a conman.