She knocks lightly on the door frame, more or less a request for permission. Cosima's been reorganizing her own office after the attack, but at least she'd been a good deal of the way through. She doesn't envy Rowntree taking over from Flint, having just done the same with Tony.

"Hey. Not urgent if you're busy, but I thought I'd drop by in a informal capacity. You know, before the next crisis that fully slams into us from behind." It's rueful but it would only be a joke if it weren't true. Her own plate has been overfull for month, but "talking to another division head" feels like it's worth taking a short break for.