[Claire doesn't often lose patients, but a handful of Olympian natives that were pulled into her crumbling clinic in the aftermath of the dragon's attack simply couldn't be saved, if they even had a pulse when someone pulled them out of rubble somewhere.
Without taking her eyes off the ghost, as if he might move if she might, she holds a shaky hand out towards Jesse. She'll keep him safe. If she can, anyway.]
I think he's one of the people that died here. Some were... too far gone. But he was buried. The people here were buried.
[So, why the hell is he here? Claire supposes she should ask, but she's never approached a ghost before. It's usually the other way around, but he's still standing there, watching. Waiting?]
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[Claire doesn't often lose patients, but a handful of Olympian natives that were pulled into her crumbling clinic in the aftermath of the dragon's attack simply couldn't be saved, if they even had a pulse when someone pulled them out of rubble somewhere.
Without taking her eyes off the ghost, as if he might move if she might, she holds a shaky hand out towards Jesse. She'll keep him safe. If she can, anyway.]
I think he's one of the people that died here. Some were... too far gone. But he was buried. The people here were buried.
[So, why the hell is he here? Claire supposes she should ask, but she's never approached a ghost before. It's usually the other way around, but he's still standing there, watching. Waiting?]