Unfortunately for Claire, it was too late. Now that Elle had noticed that she wasn't healing immediately, she was going to talk about it.

"Well, you know, Pom-Pom, I had my doubts." This was easier. Easier than the plane ride to New Jersey, when she was actually trying to be nice. When Claire was being bitchy like this, Elle could just hate her for it. No complications. "I knew you couldn't feel pain anymore, but--" the door up ahead made her take a pause. "Where does that go?"