He doesn't look as bad as she's seen before. Not quite.

"Yes. Thank you." And it's nice, isn't it, to not be afraid of going through this door -- to know what's on the other side. There's light, and books and papers are open on one of the desks. This is a place of calm where work gets done.

Cooper isn't quite bewildered, isn't quite shocked, isn't quite lost -- but close. "I'm sorry for the interruption." A moment's pause; his mouth opens, closes, opens again. "Is now a good -- do you have time?"