Claire raised an eyebrow at his description of home, unsure of where this Sunnydale was. She'd only heard of vampires and the like in books, lore, and movies...until she moved here. Until the sun left. Now, hearing Xander's words weren't so ungodly or unbelievable. She appreciated his warning, but he had no idea who, or what she was. It did get her thinking, though...if bitten by a vampire, would her blood regenerate and reject it? She shook her thoughts her answer him. "Originally Odessa, Texas, but my family recently moved here to California. I, uh..." ran away...she still hadn't told anyone. She felt guilty and childish.
She chewed on her lower lip, eyes forward. Did she tell him or not? Defeated, she sighed and mumbled in a rush, "Iranaway."