Given the number of people on board, she can assume this might be Grace. Maybe? Claire crosses her arms over her middle, attributing the not-so-great feeling to the machine and its contents.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you," she apologizes with a quick smile. Skittish, this one. "I can't name a single thing I would want to bejazzle, least of all that. I was hoping for a can of Coca-Cola or something... normal."