Claire was a bit surprised and considerably disappointed when Kate took her threat as an invitation. While she had nothing against hugging her friend and she had taken a bath, it would not do if others began to notice that she was tame and huggable, not wild and a bit of a misanthrope - preferring the company of Solomon over most humans.

She followed Kate to the commons tent, where the smell of meat permeated the air and made her stomach grumble. “Mhm, I need meat if I want to keep up my reputation.” Claire said in response to the comment about the Dublin show. “Raw meat doesn’t taste that good even if they were willing to share.” They hadn’t been though. Not even Solomon.

Claire put lamb and roast on her plate until those working the kitchen commented on how she should be eating other things too, to which she responded with a growl. She did take some bread and quite a bit of cheese as well though in the end.

When Kate left the commons tent, Claire raised an eyebrow and wondered why they wouldn’t be eating there. She wasn’t so much of a savage that she didn’t know how to use a chair and table, as uncomfortable and crude as those in the tent may be. She went with her anyway, and sat down with her back against a rock.

It was a nice view from up here. They could see part of their home while eating, how very quaint. Claire picked up some of the lamb with her hands and began to eat it, so that when Kate asked her a question about her part of the show she could only mumble a response. She quickly swallowed and put the food down.

“Queen Feline…?” She grimaced, but then grinned. “So what should I call you? Pretty princess with a bow?” Claire laughed, then bit off another piece of the lamb to chew on. “My kittens are just dandy. Some of them are a bit playful like usual, and Sheila is a bit temperamental like usual. Of course you should expect an excellent show from me, and I better see one from you as well. Do I finally get to see you miss your target and hit your man, huh? I’d like to see the shock on everyone’s faces if you do.” She smiled at Kate. “Especially your own.”

Claire returned her full attention to the food, but made sure to listen to whatever Kate had to say. It wasn’t uncommon for her to talk and Claire to simply listen. She enjoyed simply being around the other girl who’d escaped with her from the orphanage all those years ago. To Claire, it was enough to sit in silence at times. 

Once she’d finished eating, greedily gorging down the meat and then finishing off the meal with the bread and cheese, she changed her position so she was lying down in the grass and closed her eyes. That rock had been a bit painful against her back. She knew she may fall asleep for a short nap if she didn’t watch herself, but at least Kate was right there to wake her up. Unfortunately, Kate already knew that Claire didn’t smell bad this time around, so she had nothing to dissuade her from doing it. She sighed, and smiled.