It took Adam longer to turn his head to look at whoever had sat down beside him than it would have for an actual living person. He stared at her for a long moment, face blank as he tried to force himself the few words he would need. It all took so long. God, Adam thought it was no wonder that he had hated himself ever since he died.
"Yes," he finally said, eyes never blinking, never wavering. When Adam wasn't putting forth the effort it took to move he tended to look just as dead as he actually was. It was another few seconds before he was able again. "You're... Claire?" His voice was very monotoned. But this girl looked like the one he had sort of blown up because of, but that was alright. As long as she wasn't planning on reterminating him, he was sure that he wasn't going to have any more problems with her.