Claire had left and Peter felt terrible. He ran after her.
However after he was just getting out the door to go sprint down the hallway, he realised that she wanted to be alone right now, and so he went back to his apartment. After pacing around for a while Peter decided to hover high above the street below so he could see how Claire was. A few minutes later he noticed walk away with her head down, then run for a few metres, before breaking down in tears, kneeling in the middle of the footpath.
Even though she was unbreakable, Peter knew that he couldn't leave her there like that, not in that vulnerable state. He pictured Hiro Nakamura in his mind, and in a few seconds he was teleporting Claire to her room. She struggled fiercely, trying to pull free from him.
"Claire stop!"
But she kept hitting him, pounding his chest with her fists. Peter reluctantly grabbed both of her arms so she would listen. Defeated, Claire stopped and looked into his kind brown eyes as her wrists were held up beside her by Peter to prevent another strike. Their faces were close.
"You need to stay here," he said softly. She relented, and he let go of her wrists and walked away from her.
This time it was Claire who just stared, transfixed on Peter, turning her head to let her gaze follow him as he left, gently shutting the door behind him.