[ She has none (or not much, anyway) of the gut-instinct suspicion for Clara that she'd gotten when Cosima had started talking about Delphine. But then, it's a different universe. She hadn't been thinking on the same level as back home, and neither had Cosima. All Sarah really knows about Clara is the dumb nickname Clone Club has come up with for her—the charming time traveler. And that's not enough. ]
Cosima knows how to pick 'em, though. [ Sarcastic, almost bitterly so. Then again, Sarah doesn't have a great track record with exes, either. And judging by Sarissa's frequent references to satan... Shit, maybe it's genetic. ]
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[ She has none (or not much, anyway) of the gut-instinct suspicion for Clara that she'd gotten when Cosima had started talking about Delphine. But then, it's a different universe. She hadn't been thinking on the same level as back home, and neither had Cosima. All Sarah really knows about Clara is the dumb nickname Clone Club has come up with for her—the charming time traveler. And that's not enough. ]
Cosima knows how to pick 'em, though. [ Sarcastic, almost bitterly so. Then again, Sarah doesn't have a great track record with exes, either. And judging by Sarissa's frequent references to satan... Shit, maybe it's genetic. ]