Getting on the computer to read over the boards and try to get back into the swing of one of LA's technological hotspots had been the second step in Claire making herself shake off the emotional standstill of mourning. The first had been to finally get dressed, rather than run around in pyjamas, which was why Claire was prepared for company when Faith arrived at the front door.
"Hey, come on in," Claire said after she'd pulled open the door and stepped back to let Faith in. From the backyard came the sound of lawnmower roaring to life and Claire tipped her head back in that direction briefly. "Dean's out of the house, so we can talk without anyone overhearing." It just really wasn't something Claire was ready to sit Dean down and talk about yet, not until she'd gotten some perspective with which to approach him, as them discussing a possible Sam and Ruby relationship, on top of the other Sam stuff? It wasn't going to be pretty.
After they both moved inside, she gestured to the laptop, where an old post on the message boards was on the screen. "I thought maybe if you read some of the stuff filtered to me, it would maybe show you where I'm coming from with all of this."