Caitlyn leans in a little closer, ducking her head down and raising a hand to block the others' view of her face. In case they can read lips. Or something.

"There's. Someone. A girl." She frowns miserably for a moment before pressing on. She's never actually told anybody about her feelings before, but Clara seems both kind and trustworthy in addition to experienced. "I... care for her a great deal, and I think she cares for me too, but. She said she wasn't interested, that we were too different, and I don't want to push her for any sort of relationship she doesn't truly want." She sighs. "I can't stop thinking about her, though, and I've no idea what to do."