[Claude chews on his food for a moment, but he's suddenly distracted from the taste. Worried, again, that anything he says could anger her and damage things between them.

But they can't build anything between them based on fear, right? He had already told her he wouldn't withhold anything from her any more, and that goes for important thoughts and feelings, too. So he responds, cautious.]

I want you to figure out what makes you happy. It's not something I can dictate to you, but it's something I can help you figure out, a little at a time. It could be little things... like seeing what this came from.

[He picks a pomegranate seed from his food, holds it up like she had, then pops it in his mouth and eats it, a lopsided smile on his face as he swallows.]

Or... big things. [Like she had accepted Claude's feelings, for all his flaws, for all their differences and things they don't agree on.]