[Claire's never been good at goodbyes, and that applies here in stasis, too. She looks in at the face that hasn't changed at all in the many months Claire's been here, then nods.]
I'm ready. How old is your daughter?
[Something she may be able to figure out once she sees her, but might as well make small talk.]
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I'm ready. How old is your daughter?
[Something she may be able to figure out once she sees her, but might as well make small talk.]