[center] Clara had turned abruptly at the new voice in the room and she’d raised a brow to see Lye in the doorway. Come to think of it, she hadn’t seen the female in a while, but then again, she was hardly keeping tabs on the others in the mansion. As long as Christian was still around, that was really all that mattered to her. Although she had begun to warm up to the rest of them slightly, she still could hardly let her walls down - not even Kieran had that priviledge, no matter how much she had found herself helping him as of late. Lord, she’d dwelled on leaving more than once and yet for some reason, each morning she’d woken up still in the same place, still worrying over the same things, and still somehow trying to save his ass at the end of the day.

She’d fought to keep the frown from her lips as her thoughts wandered before she’d listened to Lye’s plan. It was perfect, and it was what she’d anticipated. They could get Kieran cleaned up and out of the room in order to clean that. Downstairs needed to be completely cleaned and the bodies needed to be removed and buried. And as long as there was someone to watch out and keep an eye on Kieran - it should be difficult for whatever the hell it was to get back in. 

Still - she had her concerns.

As she watched Ryanair help Kieran get up to take him to another room, she couldn’t hide the frown that fell on her lips any longer. She’d wanted to roll her eyes at the two of them, but she restrained herself before she looked to Lye as the other two left. 

“How certain are we that these things are going to work?” She’d asked her quietly, eyeing the other female for a moment longer. “I mean, this thing ripped us apart from the inside last night, and although Kieran’s fine now, I doubt it’s all over with with him...” Clara reminded her. “Apologies, but I just have my doubts here...” [/center][@Arista]