There are few people in the village that Jax can actually consider friends and he thinks Claire is the closest one he has. Claire's the one who puts up with his bullshit and gives him some of her own and he genuinely enjoys her company. Claire deserves better than this shithole.

Claire deserves better than being in the hospital in this shithole for sure.

When Jax comes in to see her, he's got a bundle of wildflowers that are probably weeds. It's not really his style, no, but he can play against type if he wants.

"What the fuck are you doing getting yourself injured?" he asks, sitting in a chair alongside the bed.