[center] Clara was a bit quiet as she fell in step with Ryanair, both heading to their own rooms. It was an odd sort of feeling – how she felt in that moment. Part of her had felt almost…. Happy – content with what had just occurred between the three of them. She knew they still had a long way to go, especially to try and patch anything between her and Kieran, but Ryanair should have been easy. She'd met him on bad terms, judged him and hated him for something he couldn't even control. Now, things were starting to grow between them. They'd had a commonality in that Kieran had hurt both of them – intentionally or not, it didn't quite matter. And it was through that that she felt the need to protect – she hadn't quite expected him to warm up to her just as quickly, however - -she'd given him no just reason to.

Clara continued along quietly as she tilted her head to look at him while he spoke. Given how exhausted he was, she assumed he would probably sleep in far later than her, especially considering she'd still had terrible insomnia and was awoken by night terrors far too often. At the thought, she'd glanced down at the glass of wine in her hand before she'd looked back to Ryanair. Perhaps she could try to sleep that night without the aid of alcohol… It was a thought, at least. 

When Ryanair suggested training with them, Clara had raised a brow. She'd only sparred with him once, and had nearly lost her mind on Kieran another time before – she'd been surprised that Ryanair even suggested it. It would probably do her some good, at least to learn Ryanair and Kieran's style over how she'd been trained with Christian. 

"Hm?" She began with the same tilt of her head, her brow raised. "Don't want me to continue kicking your ass, then?" Clara had prodded with that small smile. Something about the light feeling that she still carried with her allowed her to freely joke – something she hadn't quite done in a while. 

With a shake of her head at her own teasing, she'd shrugged her shoulders easily. "I suppose I could join you. Will be interesting, considering we've been trained by two very different people…" Clara commented, finally reaching Ryanair's door before her own. She'd paused for a moment. "Get some sleep. If you're still asleep in the morning, I'll wake you and cut that mop of yours…" She smiled again before she turned. "Goodnight, Ryanair…" 

And with that, she headed towards her own door before heading in her room, the door clicking closed behind her. Of all outcomes, she'd not anticipated what had actually occurred that night. Part of her had been ready to fight Kieran if she had to- part of her had been ready to defend Ryanair, and yet – there were no arguments, no lashing out .There were simply apologies and understanding – something that once more made her envious of the relationship between the two. 

After a moment she'd moved from her door and placed her glass on her own dresser before she slipped into her bed, pulling the blankets around her. The room was already dark as she curled up tight, willing sleep to take her on its own that night. At least she'd felt more relaxed than she'd had been in a long time… She closed her eyes with a soft sigh. Tomorrow was a new day, and perhaps the beginning to a bit of change between the three of them. [/center] 
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