Myra watches him as he sorts through his papers, trying to keep from wincing at the sound of his rasp. He sounds horrible, but she's not going to say anything, so long as he doesn't try to go out in costume with that wheeze.

"Anything I can do to help improve the situation, I'm there." She finishes her tea and offers to top off The Shadow's cup before filling her own. "Just..." She muses for a moment. "What about Burbank?" Her 'new' voice will need to be identified to the contact man should she need to use the standard methods of contact.