Claire had watched a few medical dramas in her time. Less so, after she'd found out about her own abilities, but E.R. had been on air as long as she could remember, and sometimes one just couldn't help watching all of the blood and gore that was playing on screen. Perhaps the memories were faint, relegated to the back of her mind, but on some level, Claire was aware that the doctor was testing for serious injury, and the sudden, striking realization that those could hold had Claire calming down just a touch. Even though every last fiber in her wanted to search for Peter and apologize to Edmund.

Wincing, Claire shook her head. "I'm fine, I swear. I'm Claire Bennet. I'm seventeen. Was co-captain of the cheerleading squad at Union Wells High School in Odessa, Texas. My dad... works at a paper factory. And here, I live with Eden, Eden McCain." Turning her eyes to the doctor again, Claire tried for a few more breaths, still feeling the air pass through her, voice hardly catching at all. "Just fix things before Eden sees? I've gotten into scrapes before, I don't mind, but she—"