Great. She was stuck with...herself. A little teenage her that had no idea of the horrors that she had witnessed. No idea about her own death. The only reason Claire was doing this was for Peter. She could complain later about being stuck with herself, for now it was irrelevant. Still, she didn't quite feel like she measured up to the real Claire.
"Stakes, got it." Claire said. That wouldn't have seemed normal to her before, but here it was.