Clarisse is still making a face at the adrenaline even as she holds out her good hand and catches the tape. Being a mortal must be crazy. Food allergies, colds and flus, ear infections... Fucking wild.

"Yeah. I used to get in fights a lot, and then later we were at war, so skirmishes and raids and all. It's not always worth it to go right for the ambrosia and nectar." She starts unrolling the tape, frowning as she realizes she's not going to be able to hold it and cut it at the same time. She looks to Abby for an assist.