He'll shift roles as soon as the door opens, but for now it's just him and Sharon. He stays quiet, though, watching as her gaze goes distant and carries her miles away.

Everyone has their own version of mental readiness in the hours before a mission. He's seen enough different versions over the years to be sure of that.

He doesn't think she's looking for reassurance, even unconsciously. Nor is she nervous, not in the way a rookie would be. She's already gone, almost Irma, deeply competent, and after a few more seconds, he decides not to interrupt her thought process.

Not unless things don't change after all's said and done, anyway.