The thought of running as soon as Cissie was somewhere safe had definitely crossed Claire's mind, even before the other blonde suggested it. That Cissie had preempted it meant that she would be on a closer watch, and would probably make sure that Claire never wandered far, but still. Claire wracked her brain for places they could go, wondering if a crowd was her best bet. Crafty though Sylar was, he hadn't yet made a move big enough to draw the attention of dozens.

"Let's head inside," Claire suggested quietly, an apologetic look already in her eyes, almost pained as the mere mention of experience had her reliving her own in her head, over and over. "I've had experience with this kind of thing too, you know."