Claire tried to finish his sentence. "It's fucked up... trust me, I know." Using her flattened hands on the table, she stood up, but didn't step in his path just yet. She did, however, try to catch his eyes.
"But it's done. Okay? There's no undoing this... and all the levels of messed up it is doesn't change the fact that you're going to be an uncle in four months..."