Clara's been fighting a losing battle to keep from looking like she's been crying. The last thing she needs is the Capitol catching her at her lowest, especially at a party thrown in her honor. She takes a long drink from the glass to try to steady her nerves before she even considers answering in an attempt to make it look like she has things under control.

Rose sliding her hand in her's is more comforting than she expected. It's not the hand she wants to be holding, really, but she knows that she probably won't be holding Alex's hand anytime soon. And anyways, it helps them look like the couple that they're claiming to be. She gives a gentle squeeze back before saying, "As well as could be expected." Which makes it sound like it went worse than it really did. "He's fine with it. He said it's good that I found somewhere to get some emotional and physical intimacy from since he can't provide either of them right now."

Clara places the half empty glass of juice down next to her before tentatively reaching out and caressing Rose's cheek with her cybernetic hand. "Though, he doesn't exactly approve of you. He said it's because of the whole supposed traitor thing, but I can't help but wonder if he's a little jealous." The fond smile that grows on Clara's face isn't as false as it could be, though whether it's because she genuinely enjoys Rose's company as a friend or because she's getting good enough at faking it for the cameras is anyone's guess. "Either way, too bad for him. Now that I've got you, I don't plan on letting you go."