Yeah. And when you're a broken, hurting creature ... you look for familiar things.

Makes sense to Heather, really... and all things considered, she's just glad that Cooper didn't wind up getting ATTACKED.

She shakes her head a little.

"No, it's okay... I mean..." She laughs a little bit, almost nervously. "I wasn't... expecting it, but..."

She does understand, though. Hell, if she'd seen a charred-up, rotting version of HIM, she'd have demanded an explanation even SOONER. ... Although...

The smile becomes a small frown and her brows furrow briefly. Thoughtfully.

Then she shakes her head and starts to stand up.

"Gimme a second. I'm gonna wipe the table down and ... get some more coffee." She peers into the pot. "I think this one got some salt in it."