"Cosima, mon cœur, don't worry. I've been resting for a long time, and the most I would benefit from would be a scan of sorts. Which I doubt they have here," she isn't intending to be be mean, but she could tell she's been down for a long time before coming here. But the worry from her so called heart was too endearing, that she, rather impulsively, cupped both sides of Cosima's face, gently pulling her closer. She's been pushed away one too many times already to kiss her directly, without making sure it wasn't unwanted.

There was just a small laugh, shaking her head slightly in denial. "Helena has done a goob job of... Disposing of them, it wasn't the Proletheans," can she not talk about this now? The whole subject was a mess, and it might be selfish, but at the moment she'd rather enjoy being with Cosima.