[Caitlyn wraps Clara tightly in her arms, hugging her for dear life for a long moment before finally letting her go.]
You're alright.
[Clara's alright. They're both alright. She grabs Clara's shoulders, just looking at her for a moment to make sure that she is, in fact, alright, before finally brushing herself off, straightening her clothes, and letting her expression relax into a frown.
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You're alright.
[Clara's alright. They're both alright. She grabs Clara's shoulders, just looking at her for a moment to make sure that she is, in fact, alright, before finally brushing herself off, straightening her clothes, and letting her expression relax into a frown.
She nods to the rifle case that Clara still has.]
I can take that back now.