He doesn't have to ask twice; Claire reaches out to him, feeling her stomach twist into knots at his expression. Her face presses to his shoulder, breathing deeply in an effort to soothe herself. If she can stay in that hug, in his arms, maybe they can ignore it. Even as that fleeting, pointless thought crosses her mind, she knows things can't be that way. There's no ignoring until later, not this time.

"What happened, Jon?"

She doesn't move, words muffled by his clothing.