[ Almost on a reflex, Claire narrows her eyes, somewhat annoyed at this stall in her grand, dramatic reveal. At the same time, it does kind of throw into sharp relief how absurd the request and subsequent display sound, but Gretchen had gone for it, and Zach had nearly shit himself when she showed him. For a moment, Claire thinks about just stabbing herself with the pencil but doesn't want to ruin the map with blood. ]
You aren't my teacher. [ Which she realizes is beside the point and a petulant response, but she doesn't care all that much. ] I'll be fine. And I'm not gonna stab you, for the record, just in case it crossed your mind.
[ That's basically the gist of it, without the fanfare. Claire doesn't add that she's done it practically a thousand times before. ]
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You aren't my teacher. [ Which she realizes is beside the point and a petulant response, but she doesn't care all that much. ] I'll be fine. And I'm not gonna stab you, for the record, just in case it crossed your mind.
[ That's basically the gist of it, without the fanfare. Claire doesn't add that she's done it practically a thousand times before. ]