a little conversation (aradia and clara)

[warmheartedly]

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There are times that Clara isn't the brightest one in the box. She isn't dumb. Not by any means she likes to think. She's practical and patient but she isn't bright like Magra or clever like Willard. It takes time for her to connect the dots of some more obscure things, notice the clues to people or items that, to some, would be considered right in front of her face and yet she never realised it until the very lost moment.

Like right now. Just as she watches some of the kids play tag, something in her head just clicks as overheard snippets of others in Redbright to gossip from elsewhere finally falls into place and she recognises it as something coherent, solid, and being about what Aradia had done in regards to some lightbulbs. The people never said her name but she can extract enough hints and information that it was her.

It immediately causes some alarms in her head to ring, ever so faintly, as a sudden bubble of guilt and concern gets the best of her.

While the children need to be watched over, Clara thinks that they can have one day of their ghostly guardian not watching over them as they pal around in the park. This is an emergency. They'll understand. So she excuses herself on deaf ears and heads off in order to look for her fellow ghost.

It takes her a while to find Aradia, exploring more than she's ever explored before, but she finds her soon enough after enough false stars and dead ends that would frustrate some but not Clara. Not when it concerns someone she worries and cares for.

"Aradia?" It's her. Of course it's her. Not wanting to waste anymore time she quickly adds, "Can we talk?"

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Clara doesn't seem to believe those assurances one bit as she tilts her head to the side while her lips thin in worry. All the same, she doesn't want to push too hard thanks to her experience of raising too very stubborn boys.

"Could you-- Could you consider it at least?" Clara asks her, believing that's the only thing she can think to ask right about now.

She doesn't want to pressure Aradia if she ultimately decides that, yes, she is better off on her own with no anchor -- And maybe she is! Maybe an anchor is only for weaker ghosts and Clara thinks Aradia has proven to be much more stronger than her in many ways since meeting each other as spirits. -- but surely it wouldn't hurt to weigh the pros and cons.

Especially the cons if there is a risk of danger to the ghost being more vulnerable to harm. "You can just sleep on it for a little bit," she says and she finally cracks a smile at this point. "Or 'sleep' on it since we don't need much of that anymore."