Timothy Paradox

I remember a scene in which I was with characters Noah and Claire Bennet. The environment was a cold and snowy road. I think I was riding a motorcycle through the snow?

In a later moment, I was sitting somewhere. Claire lay down in front of me, or on my lap. I was reluctant (we didn't officially have anything between us), but I carefully and gently caressed her arm (I noticed she had a bit of hair on her lower arm, I didn't care) and her face. I was pleased that she let me, and I think she liked it. I felt content being there with her.