[She feels the warmth immediately when he sits down, and glances up at him with a look of surprise. She shifts a little closer to him to get warmer, making sure to keep the blanket wrapped nice and tight around them. ]

You don't have to thank me.

[Clara reassures him, giving a shake of her head. Giving someone time to grieve is a kindness that everyone should be capable of being granted.]

You also don't have to explain things now. Not if you don't want to. I know what it's like to need the privacy to grieve.

[She had needed that time recently, and isn't sure she gave herself the proper peace and quiet to mourn the loss. While her story is different than his, as all stories are, loss is such a fundamentally universal concept that most everyone can understand it on some level.]