That definitely isn't the impression she meant to give him, but it's still true. Not when she talks to Albert about these things on a regular basis, and she doesn't have to keep her disdain towards the Capitol on the downlow with him. And she's certain she would have to do so with Sigma. But that doesn't mean she needs to be hostile towards him. Really, she's well aware that wouldn't benefit either of them.

Clara makes her way over to the fridge, grabbing out two eggs and some butter before grabbing a clean pan to cook them in. She doesn't find anything juvenile in the way he responds, though she does find the way he watches her slightly unsettling. Not only because he's decades older than her and watching her so closely, but also because she can't help but notice the similarity with how closely David watched her make breakfast back home. "So, as your mentor, I should probably find out if you have a basic plan for the next Arena," she says in an attempt to make small talk as she cracks the eggs into the buttered pan and tosses the egg shells towards the sink so she can clear them away later.