Clarisse almost says that it's okay, she has a key. She just barely stops herself, realizing that Abby won't like hearing that about what she considers her private room.

It's not like Clarisse will still need it after she gets her clothes and stuff out of there, but she still wants to hang onto it just in case. Stupid, probably, but it's one of those little reminders that she isn't crazy.

"All right. Thanks."