It had taken time for Circe to relax her guard enough to venture into the inn. Slowly, she had willed herself to visit the hub of activity, pushing away her doubts and insecurities. It wasn't as if she hadn't lived among a number of people, but after being isolated for so long, it was hard to throw herself back into a crowd, even if she had been lonely for companionship.

After a few days, it was no longer difficult to cross the threshold and take her meals with the others. They were still strangers to her, but familiar strangers. She had seen Claire before, in particular around the hospital. Jon had pointed it out to her, a place that she might consider visiting and volunteering, as she had a knowledge of plants, but much like the inn, it took time for her to build the incentive.

She had noticed something odd about the woman when she entered, but until she pressed her head to the table, Circe hadn't thought very much of her health. It would have been easier if she had her abilities. All it would take was a look for her to know if there was a spell or something else magical about her. But as a mortal, she was blind.

She was quick on her feet as Claire stumbled, grabbing hold of her and slinging her arm over her shoulders. "Let me help you. Are you feeling faint?"