"The sticky string smelled like chicken. And it was, most definitely, not fun for the whole family." Claudia said with a faint smile, still hugging H.G. as they chatted and as H.G. cried. Really, it was better that H.G. was crying. "It's one of those artifacts where it's a question of what circumstances could lead to an artifact birth as weird as that."
"I'll bring home some boxes from work tomorrow, okay? I'll text the mini, too, to arrange the deets with her." Claudia could do emergency prep/coping mode. She could most definitely do that. It was what a Warehouse agent had to be able to do and, even if she was growing and maturing away from the Warehouse, she was still making progress in that regard.
"It'll be okay. It might take awhile, but - it'll be okay." Claudia reassured, or tried to reassure. Her mind was on Steve and what he might say under these circumstances. That was what prompted her next thought. "Do you want some tea?"