She gave a short nod, glad to be offering some ounce of help, hope. She barely blinked at the preference remark, taking more offense to the age limitations than anything. "None taken. Course...age is really a number and more a limitation of those standard set by 'them,' but I understand. I'll try my best to be here for you like Sandra would have."
When he removed his hands, she dropped hers as well. Canting her head, Claire asked, "Well, how about we start with moving onto the same side of the fence? One small step at a time." She flashed a smile and started to walk around, grabbing the knapsack she'd brought.