Unfortunately for Julius, Clarisse doesn't spend a ton of time in her office. She's in there when she has to be, of course, or during the occasion when she wants time alone, but she can't spend more than an hour or so in there without getting restless.

She's in the eyrie right now, doing her daily lookover of the griffons. They are pretty self-sufficient in most areas, so she's mostly just checking for injuries or anything else being obviously wrong. And providing snacks, of course. Can't show up in the eyrie without snacks.

Julius appears to have, and several of the griffons are staring at him with dissatisfied expressions as he picks his way over the uneven flooring toward her. Clarisse normally wouldn't be in a rush to help (nothing personal, it's just funny to her) but, well, he is her boss. So she decides to meet him halfway, brushing an errant piece of straw out of her hair as she walks.

"Hey." She brushes some dust off the front of her shirt before she approaches. "What can I help you with?"