That's what's so annoying. She can't really blame Julius for this. Or anybody, really, because to do that they'd have to know what's happening, and it's obvious they don't. Not knowing is freaking Clarisse out, and freaking out makes Clarisse start yelling at people.
She stops pacing in front of Julius and rubs her hands down her face, one palm over each cheek.
"And no, no one got seriously hurt, but... What do we do now? They're not going to let us in. Especially not now that I fought somebody!" The rise of anxiety in her voice makes it apparent that this specific thought has just occurred to her.
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That's what's so annoying. She can't really blame Julius for this. Or anybody, really, because to do that they'd have to know what's happening, and it's obvious they don't. Not knowing is freaking Clarisse out, and freaking out makes Clarisse start yelling at people.
She stops pacing in front of Julius and rubs her hands down her face, one palm over each cheek.
"And no, no one got seriously hurt, but... What do we do now? They're not going to let us in. Especially not now that I fought somebody!" The rise of anxiety in her voice makes it apparent that this specific thought has just occurred to her.