[ Great. So he finally decided he wants to hang out with her, and that means he gets to summon her like Lassie. Claire's teeth grind for a moment, accepting that she didn't have to hurry over, and that's as much her fault as his for expecting she'd come when called. Next time, maybe she won't. (Except it's a real battle between her stubbornness and her interest in him. She can't guarantee she'll stick to that, even if she wants to.)

For now, interest definitely wins out. She leans forward. ] Why? Why were you trying to avoid me in the first place? What result are you so afraid of? It's not like I'm going to expose you. We can help each other stay hidden.