Clara hugged him ever so tight. "I know Daddy, let's go back home it is cold out here, and you need your sleep too, before the sun rises again." She kissed his cheek and hugged him one more time.<br/><br/>Clara picked up the blanket and threw it down on the barn floor, careful to miss any of the piles that crazy jackass Bruce may have dropped. Which brought back the thought of her comparing Bruce to her daddy. She shivered at the thought, and picked up the plate of lasagna. "You wanna go first Daddy? I'll hand you the plate when you get to the bottom."