"It is strange," she let out a rather lighthearted laugh, maybe some of the walls were coming down? But that didn't last much longer, due to the rather dull reminder in her chest at the strain from the small laugh. It wasn't a strong movement, but the wound wasn't completely healed either. It hurt just enough for her smile to fall and her hands press against her chest, eyes falling shut just long enough for the pain to pass.

Cosima's worries weren't without reason, and this probably wouldn't help those. "Désolée" was all she muttered before regaining her composure and leave her eyes rest on the others face.