[Claire smiles. He can probably hear it in her voice.]

Good. It's quiet, here. Just Kid and I.

[She takes a breath, leaning closer when Kid jerks, but he doesn't wake up.]

Listen, I - I talked with Watson, yesterday, and he - [She stops herself, biting her lip lightly.] I just... I saw Kid and how hurt and scared he looked, and I started making plans without thinking too much about who I'd possibly be meeting. You were right.

[To an extent, anyway.]

So I'm sorry about that.