[This is an interaction between every damn cop in the game so far, Claire, Constantin, and Rufus]
Claire
In contrast to Officer Morgan and her father, Claire's own eyes widen. "Dad," she hisses, staring up at him with large and--yes, truth be told--fairly naive eyes. "What're you doing?!"
Officer Thompson's mouth tightens, though he keeps his gaze firmly on Constantin and Rufus. "Claire, come stand behind me, sweetheart," he intones, the firm tone of a capital-p-Parent underlining his words.
Perhaps not the best time for preteen temperamentalism, but it rarely is. Claire stares up at her dad incredulously; a quick glance to Officer Morgan reveals much the same tightness 'round the eyes. She takes a partial step forward but no more. "But..." She cuts a look to the two teens, then back to her father. Her mouth parts, though no words come out yet. The expression, however, is one of a clear if rather odd sort of betrayal.
Just being protective, or you're turning into... like Mom? She finally made some form of friends, and now--her hand tightens around the card still clutched in her clammy palm. She doesn't notice as the corner bites into her skin. Blargh, cardboard cuts are the suck, totes gonna regret that later.