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The dinner had gone well - it was the first Thanksgiving he could remember. People were filtering out of the common room, sleepy and full, a state which Bourne both enjoyed and was wary of (because being sleepy meant you weren't on your game, and not being on your game meant you were dead).

Pretty soon, it was only him and Claire left.

And yet he still wasn't good at talking. Not even to her.

Date: 2010-12-03 04:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] some-kinda-hero.livejournal.com
Claire, decked out (http://cdn.buzznet.com/media/jj1/2010/06/hayden-cmt/hayden-panettiere-cmt-music-awards-2010-02.jpg) for the special occasion, busied herself with tidying until they were for sure and absolutely alone before she turned her full attention to Jason, looking expectantly at him. She arched her eyebrows in a 'I'm holding you to your promise' sort of way and crossed her arms.

"So. It's after dinner..." She let the sentence hang in the air, placing one foot before the other to take one step closer in his direction.

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