[ Claire snorts, a rush of air more than anything, never mind that she's also actually somewhat relieved that their individual circumstances nullify any effort the past has made to outstripe the other. Granted, she's sure they edge ahead in different areas, but Claire isn't counting. ]

I don't think most people do. [ But she squints, because that doesn't sound right. ] Well, maybe people who don't have our track record do, but that's their prerogative. [ She has to untangle her hand to do it, but Claire reaches across his sternum to slip her arm over his opposite shoulder. The result leaves her stretched across him, tucked in close. ] For the record, I think you're doing alright.

[ She still isn't sure either, but she likes him. Obviously. And she'd rather have their excellent mutual track record and all the bullshit that comes as a result than not have anything at all. That, she supposes, has to count for something. ]