[ Saying that it doesn't open up some deep ache in her to hear that would be an astronomical lie. Claire has never wanted to actually not be alive anymore - maybe when Sylar had her head cut open on the table; even paralyzed the overwhelming sense of violation and guilt and shucked responsibility had at one point made her just want to say fuck it - and hearing anyone say that is going to be heavy, let alone someone she actually cares about. ]
I'm glad you're not.
[ So there.
Her voice is clear and present, no expression or overabundance of necessary or unnecessary emotion. Just something that is, without pretense. Because she thinks maybe he needs to hear it. Maybe everyone does sometimes. ]
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I'm glad you're not.
[ So there.
Her voice is clear and present, no expression or overabundance of necessary or unnecessary emotion. Just something that is, without pretense. Because she thinks maybe he needs to hear it. Maybe everyone does sometimes. ]