"I - talked to her. She understands. She won't do anything stupid." He didn't look at Claire when he said that, and she wondered what kind of talking that might have been. Her mother had always said, when in doubt, ask. "Was it the kind of talk where you gave her something to live for? Like maybe, um, you?" "Did I - what the hell are you talking about?" "I just thought maybe you and her-" "Claire, Jesus!" Michael said. She'd actually made him flinch. Wow. That was new. "You think banging me is going to make her forget about charging out to commit cold-blooded vampire slaying? I don't know what kind of standards you have on sex, but those are pretty high. Besides, whatever's between me and Eve - well, it's between me and Eve." Until she tells me about it later, Claire thought."