It was easier to follow what he was saying, while the Doctor constantly went on about the science of it all, his thirst to know, the understand, Sarah never managed to really keep up with just what it was he meant. But it was just so basic, just so utterly justified that she wondered why Cobb just couldn't say that.
"But why- why draw it out? You, there's a production, a show, it's a scene or a verse, or a line. It's part of a whole. Is that the point? Stripping it all away? It can't be the humanity, there isn't always any." Sarah wondered, absently if he could feel her hear beating, even as she let her hand lie limp, where he held it away, scalpel still in her hand.