Olivia couldn't help the soft snort that came from her, a sardonic smile replacing it quickly. He'd forgotten who she'd been for a moment, it was unfortunate she didn't get to see his reaction to seeing her rummaging in the kitchen because she was curious about what he would have done if she had been a complete stranger in his home. Had it been Eugene he would've been yelling waking the whole apartment complex up, that being said, thankfully Steve was quiet.

The way Steve shrugged off being woken up due to something work-related made Olivia frown. Why would someone be so nonchalant about being relied on so much to the point they were woken up in the middle of the night for assistance? Surely it had to be irritating, but then again, if the money was good, surely his lack of sleep was compensated in that way? Olivia wasn't sure, she had yet to have a job of her own as her parents pushed for her to focus on her academics and club activities or sports. "Oh, I'm sorry." She offered, trying to be sympathetic to his situation.

When Steve had fallen silent, Olivia took that time to observe him, to really take in his presence. He was taller than her, but she was sure that if she were to stand face to face with him she'd be eye level with his chin.  That was normal though, considering she was a few inches taller than the average height for women. His posture was normal, he didn't seem as weighted down as he had been the previous evening when he'd returned home from work. Yet the spacey expression in his eyes made her think otherwise. He was either tired or thinking about something. His chuckle gave an affirmation to the latter. "I was just thinking the same thing." 

Olivia smiled, it was strained but amused none the less as she looked away from Steve to look down at her crossed arms. " But, it is preferable over simple hellos and goodbyes. At least now I have a chance to get to know more about the person who my brother has been attached at the hip to since college." When Steve's attention was off of herself she'd brought her eyes back to him at the stove. Taking a few steps away from the kitchen, Olivia took her hair down from the towel she had it meticulously wrapped in to shake her hair out. She wrapped the towel around her shoulders now, resting her still damp hair over it as she stepped back into the kitchen. 

Having her hair wrapped up so tightly was starting to irritate her and she felt it was necessary for her to unwrap her hair now rather than later when trying to get comfortable on the couch where she'd perch herself until she finished her tea. "Okay." Olivia said, coming to stand next to Steve, watching the steam rise from their mugs as the tea steeped. "I haven't but it smells amazing." She commented, hazel eyes looking over at him, she was right, she did come eye level to his chin. 

"No that's alright," Olivia shook her head softly, "I don't like my tea to be too overly sweet." Her nose crinkled in response to the thought of a tea that was meant to be naturally sweet being sweeter. "But thank you."