[center] Clara hadn’t expected him to be as pleased as he was, but then again, she hadn’t taken into consideration that it had been quite a while since he’d had his hair cut. She hummed quietly to herself as she straightened up in the bathroom. She heard his words and had went to turn around, but his arms around her had her surprised. She blinked and stiffened slightly again, still not used to such affection, but after a moment Clara had relaxed. When Ryanair had released her, she turned with a small smile and a tilt of her head. “Glad you like it that much.” 

Once he’d left the bathroom, Clara followed behind him. It was still early in the day, and if she remembered correctly, there was supposed to be a ceremony for those that had been killed the night before. Clara frowned at the thought -- it was something she hardly wanted to take part in. She was never one to deal with loss very well, furthermore, to have to deal with it around a group of people. 

She idly grabbed the chair that Ryanair had been using before she lifted it once more to put it back in its place. Again, she stretched her arms over her head for a moment before she heard his question. “Spar?” She asked, thinking about the possibility. She could use a good spar -- it was a way to get her frustration out effectively, that was for sure. She just had to keep in mind who she would be up against, and would have to hold herself back in the slightest. 

“If that’s what you’d like... given that they wouldn’t miss us.” She commented. Her arms crossed upon her chest for a moment. “And - maybe after a bit of breakfast first.” [/center][@Arista]