"Professor." Anton inclined his head and lifted the bag. "I have food, in the event you have been finding it difficult to make meals--" Code for 'brooding overly much'. Anton was familiar with the type. "--and I have coffee in the event you've none left and cannot make it to the Hotel in the near future. May I come in?"

The best way to address anger and anxieties, Anton had found, was simply to continue forward as though they were objects which were fully capable of being addressed and resolved. Which they were. It was just difficult to see while in the midst of them.