When he heard the okay to come in, Will opened the door to her office and stepped inside. As expected, she looked tired. He took further mental notes as he looked her up and down, taking in her posture and the movements of her facial muscles. He walked forward, "Hey." It was a short greeting, but not in any way intended to be rude.

"I thought you might be hungry," he added, holding up the tray and then setting it down on her desk. "Just in case." She could refuse if she wanted; she had in the past and he took no offense.

He waited to take a seat, "How're you doing?"