"It was kinda stupid."

Come on, Abby, don't give her so much credit. Clarisse glowers down at her hand and tries to flex her fingers. It doesn't go well, and she winces.

"Yeah, I'll wrap them up before I go to bed." She will, honest... Maybe she's still a little bit in denial about the fact that her limited supply of nectar is back in another universe, and that she won't wake up tomorrow magically cured.