[It can't just be calm. All she wants is some peace and fucking quiet so her daughter can heal, collect herself, and this whole end of the world thing is not helping. Claire feels helpless. Even more so than before. She can't promise anything.
All she can do is keep her daughter close. Which is what she does, letting Jamie take charge of most else while the world at large figures out what to do and where to go. She has no qualms about kissing her forehead and keeping an arm around her as they sit on the bed, the curtains drawn in the room, keeping the world outside at bay for now.]
He told me to think of the people most important to me in my life.
[ Brianna looks at her mother. ]
You, daddy, da, Fergus, and I counted myself. And then I close my eyes and count you off while I picture your faces until I'm relaxed enough to sleep. It's been working.
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during the fog but before claire abandons bree for theon
All she can do is keep her daughter close. Which is what she does, letting Jamie take charge of most else while the world at large figures out what to do and where to go. She has no qualms about kissing her forehead and keeping an arm around her as they sit on the bed, the curtains drawn in the room, keeping the world outside at bay for now.]
You should eat something.
[Typical mom.]
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[ She's just tense with worry, unsure how this is supposed to play out. ]
I thought we were all brought here to avoid the end of the world? So what happens now, are we all going to die anyway?
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[She can't lie and promise everything will be fine when it's very much not looking so.]
The Storm caught up to us after all.
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I just got you back. I just got da back.
[ To her, at least, after her return trip to stasis. ]
Now I'm supposed to sit here while it all gets ripped away?
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[She kisses her temple, holding her tighter. It's all she can say that holds truth.]
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Right when I stop having terrible screaming nightmares. Go figure.
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[Sorry, Bree. She doesn't care if anyone else hears that comment.]
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[ How rude? ]
Da. Da snores.
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I know his snoring. Yours sounds much more like a little bird trapped in a bottle.
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Better snoring that screaming.
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[She kisses her temple.
The snoring is the one that makes me want to cover your face with a pillow, however.
IGNORE THE THING ABOUT BOOMERANGING i have AC i'm just dumb.
[ Bree looks up at Claire. ]
A friend of mine helped me come up with a way to cope and ease myself back to sleep.
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[She doesn't mean to sound skeptical, but...]
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[ Brianna looks at her mother. ]
You, daddy, da, Fergus, and I counted myself. And then I close my eyes and count you off while I picture your faces until I'm relaxed enough to sleep. It's been working.
omfg i didnt reply
All the people that love you.
it's okay!
[ It's been enough, lately. ]
I can't promise it's been a cure-all or I won't still need you at night sometimes.
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[She's hearing it, anyway.]
I like the feeling of you nestled up between us. You're not so big that I can't hold you in my arms.
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[ And now it might go away again, and she's just not ready for that. So, she burrows closer to her mother. ]
I missed your hugs so much.
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[His are the best--next to Bree's.]
I don't need to break his arms now, do I?
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[ Her voice is quiet, and she tucks her head right against her chest. ]
Jamie's are pretty good though.
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[Though, she imagines it's more like third--she knows Bree would do anything to have Frank again. She can't blame her for it.]
You'll have all the mom hugs, as long as I'm able.
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You finally have both of us together, and now the world that supposedly saved us from all of this, might end.
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[If she thinks about this being lost, she won't be able to be strong for Bree or Jamie.]
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She tries to hold onto the positive things her mother is saying, wanting to believe them. ]
Maybe as long as we stay together, we'll be alright.
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[At least he recognizes that, sometimes, Bree and Claire just need to be alone with one another.]
WHAT NOW MOM