The smartass comment so perfectly reminded her of Lindsey that she couldn't help the purely habitual glower she sent in Eliot's direction. "Any time."
When he glanced in the same direction only to pose a question, Cordy gave him a confused look-- she simply hadn't realized what she had done in the first place. Her expression remained blank until a quick mental rewind kicked in, then morphed into one of understanding. "Ohhh." But still, she didn't have much of an answer. "I don't know, I guess I might be a little paranoid."
Even if this was her 'home' dimension, she was still testing the waters.
"They're involved," she responded simply, though the issue of 'how much' was still a matter of debate. "I mean, they send me the things I need to see if we need to intervene. We've helped a lot of people." Cordy left out the part where her visions had been few and far between, as of late. In fact, it seemed that the Powers That Be were more interested in winning their war than helping the helpless, she had to admit. And she didn't like it one bit.