[ Clara makes a soft sound in the back of her throat, wondering briefly if that could have happened to her mum and Sabine. Dying instantly and unexpectedly. Her world isn't Red's though, and Red didn't come here for Clara to have a crisis about her dead family, so she pushes the thoughts away. ]

Honestly, even without trying to convince myself I'm still alive, that doesn't sound awful. [ Wait. Sometimes she's a little slow on the uptake but her heart lurches a little. Is Red dead? She never ages, is that why? Clara's forehead creases and she tries to make a gentle guess. ] You spend a lot of time in the Underworld, then?