[ Her heart feels like it's in her throat, and Claire stares at the door as if it's committed a great offense to her. She's made what she knows he likes because...well. Why not? She's already second-guessing herself as she looks at the tea and biscuits. But she does finally stand from her table and open the door.
Seeing him causes a knot in her throat that she tries to swallow, but it causes a small wobble of her chin. She ducks her head and then steps aside, finding her voice. Her long silver hair is down and perfectly hides a portion of her face when she dips her head, just as she was hoping for. ]
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Seeing him causes a knot in her throat that she tries to swallow, but it causes a small wobble of her chin. She ducks her head and then steps aside, finding her voice. Her long silver hair is down and perfectly hides a portion of her face when she dips her head, just as she was hoping for. ]
Come in, please Jon.