"I like punching demons," Clarisse says with a shrug. It's fine with her if she never goes back to school. (Going back home, well, that's another thing.)

She steps back to let the servant pass by, leaning up against the opposite wall from Strange, and nods at his assessment that a) she should probably go, because b) it's almost mealtime. She is hungry.

"Okay. See you around, Doc." She gives him a little salute as she turns to continue on her way.