"My mistake." Well, she wasn't so out of it that she was letting anyone misname her. That was a good sign.

America guides her to a slightly quiet spot, just around the corner, and simply stands silently for a moment. Examining her carefully, looking for any signs of shock or injury.

When she speaks again, her tone is calmer, more concerned. Like she's talking to a spooked animal. "Is this too much for you, Dearing?" Another Judge, Rico, might come down on her like a hammer, despising weakness or hoping shock will snap her out of this. But America's seen this before. She just needs to know if Claire can be coaxed out of it or sent to safety now before she snapped and someone got killed pulling her out of the fire. "If you need a rest, a break, or just to pull out for now, I'll understand. I can send you with the other citizens. They don't need to know the truth, we can just tell them that you're going with them for their protection. You can take a break and maybe help with the refugee organization on the other side of things. Would that be better for you right now?"