Claire feared what would happen if things didn’t work out between them, even if Kate got what she seemed to want there were no guarantees. They had worked great as friends for years, so perhaps they would work just as great as a couple. What if they didn’t though? What if everything continued to fall apart after they solved this situation? Maybe they had been inevitably pushed down a slippery slope towards an end neither wanted by all of these events, but then she should try to hold onto her friend through the fall, right?
Another aspect to consider was how thoroughly inexperienced she was with any of this. Her first kiss had been in a strange shared nightmare, like half an hour earlier, so by any count it probably hadn’t even happened yet. How could it have if it was a dream? She wondered if Kate was more experienced than her, or if it would dissuade her from pursuing any relationship with Claire. Weirdly, that made her feel a bit sad and angry at the same time. She’d been led to believe men wanted to marry inexperienced women, so why would Kate think she had any right to judge her based on that?
She calmed herself down by telling herself all of those concerns were in her head. She couldn’t possibly know what Kate wanted in a partner. She thought she could have once, but clearly she must have been so wrong. Claire had teased her for being into Elijah, assuming they did things together when she was not around that would make others blush. Now she had to wonder if all they ever did of that nature was talk about what Kate wanted to do with Claire. Were they like two guys in that way? That made her blush.
Claire went to retrieve her whip after she had remained motionless in thought inside of Solomon’s cage for what felt like too long. She needed to distract herself from thinking, not think more; especially not along the lines she had been doing it. She found snakes where she would have usually stored her whips. It confused her at first, but she picked them up and threw them in a nearby barrel. Only one of her whips were still around, apparently someone had thought they were being funny when they exchanged the rest with snakes.
She returned to Solomon’s cage, where she found her friends waiting. Claire didn’t know what she was supposed to do to show she was at least accepting of Kate as she was, no matter what that meant. In the end, she went up to her side and took her hand in her own, squeezing it lightly.
“So what do we do now? Go slay the evil witch?” Claire made a bad attempt at a laugh, which sounded more false and nervous than anything else. “I don’t think Elena is any worse than any other boss normally, so maybe we should hear her out before we do anything drastic?”
Another aspect to consider was how thoroughly inexperienced she was with any of this. Her first kiss had been in a strange shared nightmare, like half an hour earlier, so by any count it probably hadn’t even happened yet. How could it have if it was a dream? She wondered if Kate was more experienced than her, or if it would dissuade her from pursuing any relationship with Claire. Weirdly, that made her feel a bit sad and angry at the same time. She’d been led to believe men wanted to marry inexperienced women, so why would Kate think she had any right to judge her based on that?
She calmed herself down by telling herself all of those concerns were in her head. She couldn’t possibly know what Kate wanted in a partner. She thought she could have once, but clearly she must have been so wrong. Claire had teased her for being into Elijah, assuming they did things together when she was not around that would make others blush. Now she had to wonder if all they ever did of that nature was talk about what Kate wanted to do with Claire. Were they like two guys in that way? That made her blush.
Claire went to retrieve her whip after she had remained motionless in thought inside of Solomon’s cage for what felt like too long. She needed to distract herself from thinking, not think more; especially not along the lines she had been doing it. She found snakes where she would have usually stored her whips. It confused her at first, but she picked them up and threw them in a nearby barrel. Only one of her whips were still around, apparently someone had thought they were being funny when they exchanged the rest with snakes.
She returned to Solomon’s cage, where she found her friends waiting. Claire didn’t know what she was supposed to do to show she was at least accepting of Kate as she was, no matter what that meant. In the end, she went up to her side and took her hand in her own, squeezing it lightly.
“So what do we do now? Go slay the evil witch?” Claire made a bad attempt at a laugh, which sounded more false and nervous than anything else. “I don’t think Elena is any worse than any other boss normally, so maybe we should hear her out before we do anything drastic?”