Claire knew her. That was good. Cissie let out a breath she hadn't realized she was holding and stopped just in front of her. "Are you okay? Did you just get here too? I was just minding my own business and then boom - here I was and I don't think we can blame the Slag for this. At least, I hope not."

Belatedly, she realized that Claire probably had no idea what she was talking about but it was a little late now. They were here, wherever this was, and they had to make the best of it. "Sorry. Long story."