Clarisse isn't scared. Now that Ness has assured her that she can't do anything other than read the thoughts she's directing, she doesn't even seem all that bothered anymore. It's weird, yeah, but no weirder than prophetic dreams or sailing a ship full of dead people.

"Riftwatch would have your back," she says, a touch more confidently than she really believes. It's not that she thinks they'd abandon her necessarily, just that Riftwatch is pragmatic.

"You've seriously never been outside the Gallows? This whole time?" Aside from when she rifted in, that is.