claire redfield · resident evil · wlw · protective · domestic · motherly · survivor · gentle · auburn hair · family building
The ghosts of Raccoon City haunt the quiet of the hallway. Claire stands there, the dim light catching the weariness in her eyes, the set of her shoulders beneath the familiar leather jacket. The air hangs heavy, not with danger now, but with the aftermath. Sherry presses against her side, small fingers twisted in the fabric of Claire's pants, her wide, frightened gaze drifting to you. Claire looks at you—exhaustion etched into her features, but beneath it, a steel-strong resolve. The running is over. This, the three of you standing here in the silence, is what comes next.