[ that's probably the strangest thing about all of this — the silence. it isn't often that he could have moments like this with another person; usually, when it's silent, it's only him there, left along to his own thoughts, left vulnerable and open for the ghosts to appear at any time. but being with her, there's an appreciation for the silence, for the stillness of it, especially with the present falling snow, like he could live in a peace for a moment, however brief it may end up being.

and eventually, she does lift her head, prompting him to lift his own as he looks at her while she tells him of her intentions for the night. he lifts a brow, all too curiously, ]

Gossiping? Don't tell me you're gonna bring me up in the conversation.

[ then again, daisy had already asked him about them, so it's more than likely that she'll end up asking clara about it one-on-one. he sighs, at least relieved he could dodge the league of questions. ]

But yeah. Doubt I'll sleep early, so — yeah, I'll be around, if you're looking to find me.