Claudia stared at her as she processed the older woman's words. They were spoken perfectly clear, but...well, they couldn't be right. There was no one else in the kitchen with the two of them.
Her eyebrows knit together as a frown formed cross her forehead. "I...H.G., what are you talking about?" Weren't they passed this part? With the live dreams? With the thinking Christina was here? This was not helping with the progress, she was pretty sure.