"I— I know, I was stupid, I get that, okay?" Claire replied in turn, her voice strained as she tried to keep the volume down, even though she felt a familiar burning sensation at the corners of her eyes. Everything was so clear in retrospect, the logical fallacies she'd run through, the sense that she'd lacked, all in the name of trying to figure out... what, exactly? Who she was? What she was?

Or was it just trying to run back to the feeling of control she'd finally achieved back in Kirby Plaza?

Shaking her head, Claire took a shuddering breath, laying back against her pillows, heavily, her breath coming out in a hiss through her teeth. "My uncle and my biological father, I don't know if they survive, back home. I watched both of them shoot up into the sky, I saw an explosion with my own eyes, and that's when I showed up here. My trip home, I thought I could change it, but it was the same colors spilling over the sky. And still no answers."