Claire was glad when he continued that gentle touch, she couldn't have thrown him off that much if he'd recovered so fast. Honestly if Peter had told her he was utterly in love with MJ and she was the one, Claire would have understood. It would have hurt a little, but love wasn't that rational and he was going to feel the way he was going to feel.
She liked hearing about his past, the world that he'd come from before being thrust into something different, even if it was likely a difficult subject his failed marriage. Although failure really wasn't the right word, some things worked and others didn't. Claire knew that from experience.
"I never would have guessed, you seem like such a proficient multitasker," she said with an eyeroll so epic you could hear it. But she tilted her head back onto his shoulder and kissed underneath his ear, gentle and warm. Understanding as she was it felt good to know he loved her, that he wasn't pining for something he didn't have and she lifted her head to take a sip from her glass.
"Would you still want to be with me back home? If I go back to being a nurse and you go back to saving the world?" Claire asked him.