Claudia continued crying, vaguely aware that Myka had entered the room. Of all the things Claudia was self-conscious about, being seen crying wasn't one of them. She cried on the show, she was shown crying, and she cried when she felt the need on earth. There were a lot of opportunities to see her cry.
When she had finally calmed down enough to muster words, they were rather succinct and likely clear, underneath their literal sarcasm latent meaning. "He's gone MIA on me three times now. He needs to come back so I can kick his butt for it."
She was slow to loosen her hug against H.G., though she pulled back all the same and nodded. Her eyes were puffy and her face was red; she didn't know if she could've taken it had she been alone. Arriving in the Land of Make Believe alone, residing there without any of her family, had been hard enough. Even if she had some better friends there as well this time around, she didn't desire a repeat. "I know. Thank you."