"Same stuff that everyone else's thinking of," Claire muttered, eyes closed and face hidden by the tight embrace. It had to be true, as far as she was concerned, as she couldn't be the only one thinking of the things that would happen when the world ended. She was certain Peter had thought about it and she could't imagine the idea not at least occuring to her younger self, even if the younger Claire had lived a different life.
Finally, she released her dad and closed the door behind him when he'd moved inside.