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We were all gathered downstairs for breakfast when Claire hesitantly made her way down.

I spotted her peeking behind the glass wall, from the barstool of the kitchen counter. "Oh, Claire." I've been here for three days, but this was the first time I've seen her.

She hesitated at the sight of us.

"Good Morning." she tried.

"Morning!" Izanagi beamed.

As she shuffled past him to the fridge she paused. "Um...I'm-"

"You're good. We're good."

She studied him a bit before becoming more Claire-like. There was some bubble in her step when she retrieved a pitcher of orange juice before making her way to the stove where Amara rolled an egg.

For some reason, she thought it was a good idea to stick out her head in front of her over the frying pan. "Good Morning!~" Her rejuvenated mood and bubbly smile all seemed to bounce off Amara who shifted away from Claire entirely as she plated the dish.

Claire stood there frozen for a second.

Maybe Amara was trying to protect her from the oil, or mayb