Cooper leans forward, folding his hands in front of him. Despite the chair, he still resembles a teenager in secondary school, just at a bigger desk. "Speak your mind, Jean-Claude. I'm a grown vampire, I can take it."

He thinks he knows what's coming. Nancy and Eames have already wanted to talk to him about the vote. Those conversations had been...well, interesting was a charitable word. JC was going to want to know just where he was standing on the political spectrum.