Time: Early in the aftermath, but after Ren got his meds Location: The streets, they having a mental health hot girl walk Characters: @renxfields & @brightclara Notes: mom needs a moment
Clara had just picked Ren up from finishing his business with his colleagues, asking for a moment to talk alone. Their former reunion had been little more than a teary embrace and the Aspect had been too choked up to say much except that she loved him and that she was glad he was okay. Clara would never forget the things that had happened but that trauma she'd endured likely did not compare to what Ren had suffered under the influence of the Great Old One. Still, there was no pain greater to her than that of losing a child. Her creation of Haven had been a necessary distraction from losing her mind and Clara had tried so hard to repress what she could in all that time, for the sake of those survivors. She wasn't going to run forever anymore, but she needed to run at least for a little bit. At least enough to have the mental capacity to return home to Rome and move on well. The Aspect had questions that she wanted answers to and things she needed to see. She was grandchild to the Otherworld's mysterious essence; maybe it was finally time to see what that might mean. But there was no leaving anywhere without knowing Ren was well.
"How has all these changes been for you? Be honest with me, Ren."