[ The fact that Claude ducks into the Grind as often as he does is already drawing suspicion; couple that with sightings of a mysterious woman with the uncanny ability to appear and disappear in times of trouble, Claude should be doubly careful.

Should be.

He shutters his eyes closed for a beat as he feels the medicine work in him, like cool tendrils sliding over inflamed skin. It's a strange sensation, but not unwelcome. ]

That sounds far too peaceful. I've never known a holiday without some sort of sharp item in someone's face.

[ A huff, almost a laugh, and he opens one eye. ]

That said, I won't be missed. [ He usually declines 'family' gatherings, anyway. Too awkward. ] I suppose a day or two in your care won't hurt my business too terribly.