She didn't try to speak as Edmund cupped her hand in his palm, too overwhelmed with a fresh slew of emotions. Gratitude, fear, shame, everything mixing together in a way that only left her feel like she was drowning, somehow, no way to get a breath of air, and as it wasn't the first time in the past few months she'd felt that way, Claire knew that the best thing to do was just to ride it out until she felt a little more functional.

"God, it's not your fault," she finally managed in a soft murmur, shaking her head as he apologized. "It's really... just that there's so much going on, and I know I brought it on myself, but. I don't—"

Feeling her breath start to grow thin again, she shook her head, pausing for a few seconds before adding, "Thanks."