Claudia whimpers at both his words in her mind and the way he leaves her, barely satisfied and still half-mad with desire. She can't quite walk normally the few steps to the bed, the hard usage having her making sounds and wishing her hands were free for a little balance.

At the bed, she hesitates a moment before sitting lightly on the edge, unable to really stay standing. It takes her a moment to fumble for words, but she manages. "How do you want me?"