Nancy rummages around in her purse and looks up at him. "I came here right from work, and most of my medicines are still in Enfield." Which she needed to talk to Cooper about, if she was going to continue to live with him, or return to the Enfield flat. It was musical flats for her.

She lets him take her hands, removing them from her bag and looking up at him. Still shirtless and bloody and bruised.

"Oh, yeah?" She raises an eyebrow. "Trying to distract me from the fact you've been back in town for how long now?" She understands, though. If he had been back in town for weeks, well, she didn't blame him for not wanting to contact her, then.