Rolling her eyes, she gave Peter a little smile. "I'm pretty sure you saving New York made up for it. We'll call it even." Because it wasn't as if she had done anything. She hadn't even shot him like he'd asked. In Claire's mind, Peter was way ahead in the points category.
Her eyes followed Peter's to Nathan and the girl frowned. Actually, bio-dad Jerkface could just stay over there for now. Her feelings about Nathan were a scattered jumble. There was the longing to know her family, where she'd come from, who she was. But then there was the anger and disappointment over who her father had turned out to be. What he'd been almost willing to do. The fact that he'd shown up redeemed him slightly, but that someone could even consider doing what he had been... Claire didn't know if she wanted to hug the man or hit him. So distance was okay, right at the moment.
"To learn how to be a hero," she replied, wrinkling her nose at how juvenile that sounded. "I want to help people. Like you. I want to follow my destiny." The last word was said with a grin of an inside joke. She believed everything Peter had said about destiny, of course, but she was also well aware how precocious saying it out loud was. "Why are you here?" Then she laughed, shaking her head, grin growing. "Never mind, I'm just happy you're anywhere." She reached up and squeezed his upper arm. "I still can't believe you're alive. It's like a miracle."
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Date: 2007-09-02 02:31 pm (UTC)Her eyes followed Peter's to Nathan and the girl frowned. Actually, bio-dad Jerkface could just stay over there for now. Her feelings about Nathan were a scattered jumble. There was the longing to know her family, where she'd come from, who she was. But then there was the anger and disappointment over who her father had turned out to be. What he'd been almost willing to do. The fact that he'd shown up redeemed him slightly, but that someone could even consider doing what he had been... Claire didn't know if she wanted to hug the man or hit him. So distance was okay, right at the moment.
"To learn how to be a hero," she replied, wrinkling her nose at how juvenile that sounded. "I want to help people. Like you. I want to follow my destiny." The last word was said with a grin of an inside joke. She believed everything Peter had said about destiny, of course, but she was also well aware how precocious saying it out loud was. "Why are you here?" Then she laughed, shaking her head, grin growing. "Never mind, I'm just happy you're anywhere." She reached up and squeezed his upper arm. "I still can't believe you're alive. It's like a miracle."