Elizabeth blinks out of her own quietly shaken state when he sits down. He looks just like he feels, probably, same as she does. "Thanks for coming," she nods, thinking that this is one hell of a way to have a first in-person meeting. No time for lunch and a drink though, not when she's practically drowning and needs something to pull her up. She looks over her shoulder for a waiter.

"Can I get you something? Coffee?"