"You can totally be both," Claire answered honestly, feeling it the only answer that did the situation much justice at all. That there really weren't black and whites to the situation, that emotions mixed until one could barely be distinguished from the other. How many times had she been proud of her actions lately, a certain sort of bravery only cropping up in her because she was invincible, and knew what to do with it? But how many times had that same power made her feel hopeless, no element of choice in it whatsoever? "You can be happy on a practical level, and you can empathize with me over how much it sucks."

Although the words were delivered a bit flippantly, Claire just sighed and rushes them toward the nearest building anyway, glancing over her shoulder as though she'd be able to find Sylar right then.