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[cheerhealer]

Who: Claire and Peter
When: afternoon of the 3rd of April
Where: some lunch place at the underground mall IDK
What: Peter and Claire have some talking to do after she comes back from going home. Again.
Warnings: None?

[ It felt like it had been months since she'd last been here. Technically, it had been, but it had also only been a few days. Gretchen, Sylar, Samuel... Nathan. All of that seemed so far away here, knowing that Peter didn't know any of it. And she was still on the fence about telling him about it. On the one hand, she would want to know (maybe...), but on the other, there was enough to worry about here.

She inhaled slowly as she parked Gretchen's car - her car now - in the parking garage of the mall. It was convenient to have a car now, it cut travel times down considerably, and it was nice having a reminder of home with her. Even if it had been a little awkward having Duo in the car with her at the same time.

Claire walked to their designated meeting place for lunch, hair blonde again and cut to shoulder-length. Anxiety was clear on her face, apprehension in her eyes with each step she took. She still didn't know what to say.

She hoped she would reach a decision when she saw him. ]

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[askedtobe]

[ Like he'd done before, Peter took his lunch break at work to go meet Claire at the underground mall. Teleporting made quick work of the time getting there, so it wasn't as if he had to worry about how much time he'd have to eat versus get back, but none of that was really on his mind.

Just two days ago, he'd killed someone with Sylar. Killed someone. And it still resonated strongly in the back of his mind, so that he thought about it at all the wrong times. He was almost concerned that he might think about it loud enough that someone else might hear. But now that he was meeting Claire, he almost worried even more so that she'd be able to smell it on him. That she would just know.

But they were all paranoid concerns, things he knew intrinsically would never happen. So as he walked up to where they were meeting, he shoved it all aside to focus on whatever it was she wanted to talk about. He knew trips home for them came at a cost to their sanity - his sure had - and so he was happy to let Claire talk about whatever she'd need to. ]

Hey, you.

[cheerhealer]

[ She didn't hesitate to wrap her arms around him in a tight hug. She inhaled sharply, her face pressed against his chest, eyes closed. ]

Sylar didn't die.

[ She blinked back tears- she couldn't tell Peter about Nathan. How her father and Angela had covered it up and kept Sylar in Nathan's body for six months. It made her sick to her stomach to think about. ]

hey i private pm'd you~

[askedtobe]

[ With Claire literally pressed against his chest, Peter can't let go of the sigh of relief that he wants to because Sylar is alive. Instead, he holds his breath like he should be doing, letting some rush of forced anger wrestle its way to the surface. ]

Claire, i'm sorry. [ Cheek resting on top of her head, Peter finally sighed, easily sounding more than a little sympathetic. ] Guess I don't need to ask how things went, then.

PRETEND SHE SAID A FEW MONTHS IDK

[cheerhealer]

[ She hesitates, then shakes her head, not breaking the hug. ]

It's probably best if you don't know.

LMFAOASF I CAN DO DIS :3 SOME UNIDENTIFIABLE AMOUNT OF TIME

[askedtobe]

[ Peter... fully understands the need for hugs. You and him, Claire, are the only two Petreli's who see their value. But now he is kind of worried, and he just keeps her close. ]

That bad?

/hangs head in shame and retires from the heroes canon

[cheerhealer]

[ Seriously, what the hell was wrong with the other Petrellis. ]

Yeah. But it doesn't matter- for you, I mean.