[Cooper doesn't see the change in France, at first, as he's looking away, focused on something distant. A memory, probably, or maybe a feeling, what-ifs and could've-should've-would've, before he focuses on the screen again and stops at the look on France's face.]
[He doesn't think he's seen that look on his friend before. It makes him reconsider something - not telling him, because he doesn't regret it, not really - but about France, maybe. Coop always knew he had a much deeper side to him than what meets the eye, but this seems different from that. Older.]
[Then again, maybe the story warrants it. He blinks when the question reaches him and the way his gaze flicks away, just for a second, means "no". It's defeat. And he looks it, uncertain in the face of this very personal, very real danger.]
[He never beat Windom at his games before. Not a single time. And he has a hard time seeing why this time would be any different.]
[Video, private]
[He doesn't think he's seen that look on his friend before. It makes him reconsider something - not telling him, because he doesn't regret it, not really - but about France, maybe. Coop always knew he had a much deeper side to him than what meets the eye, but this seems different from that. Older.]
[Then again, maybe the story warrants it. He blinks when the question reaches him and the way his gaze flicks away, just for a second, means "no". It's defeat. And he looks it, uncertain in the face of this very personal, very real danger.]
[He never beat Windom at his games before. Not a single time. And he has a hard time seeing why this time would be any different.]
I'm trying. Truth is, I really don't know.