[She imagines one can't really go into this knowing what to expect no matter how much is laid out on the table. The first thing she notes is that he's young. Very young. She doesn't do well to hide the frown and the crease in her brow, but she doesn't outright point it out. Obviously, he knows his age.
Claire's old enough to be his mother--but that's nothing out of the ordinary, here.]
What should a prison guard look like, then? Bigger? Burly, with a beard?
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Claire's old enough to be his mother--but that's nothing out of the ordinary, here.]
What should a prison guard look like, then? Bigger? Burly, with a beard?
[Claire rubs her chin thoughtfully.]