Claire's breath hitches as she takes in the full expanse of the damage.
"Christ, John," she murmurs under her breath. But then her brow furrows again, and she shakes her head, stepping back after examining him. "I have something I can put on your face for the pain and the swelling. We'll talk more there. I'd like to fill you in on the things that have happened here, too."
But him first, and once he's situated, Claire begins leading the way back to Solvunn, through the gates and then to the farm. The entire way she's quiet, but once they're on the lane heading toward the big house, Claire looks at John again.
"I live here with a few others and help with the farming running the house. I have my own small, but private quarters." There, she plans to ask questions but hopes this time has given him a chance to anticipate what she might ask, and keep her from having to do it at all.
no subject
"Christ, John," she murmurs under her breath. But then her brow furrows again, and she shakes her head, stepping back after examining him. "I have something I can put on your face for the pain and the swelling. We'll talk more there. I'd like to fill you in on the things that have happened here, too."
But him first, and once he's situated, Claire begins leading the way back to Solvunn, through the gates and then to the farm. The entire way she's quiet, but once they're on the lane heading toward the big house, Claire looks at John again.
"I live here with a few others and help with the farming running the house. I have my own small, but private quarters." There, she plans to ask questions but hopes this time has given him a chance to anticipate what she might ask, and keep her from having to do it at all.