He knows what Claire's talking about, of course. Maybe he wishes she'd forget about his brother's grave or the day she'd found him there, though he knows it's mental to think it can happen. But today's not about that, and Chris hasn't come to find her to bring it all up again.

She gestures for him to come closer and he plops down on the mattress next to her like it's the easiest thing in the world. Maybe everything's not quite how it should be, but he's convinced that this party's at least one step on the way to setting things straight again for everyone.

"Do you... have any idea how to make a throne?" Chris asks her, "You know, like... for a King?"