"It was, huh." She'd been long overdue a night out.

And this is even nicer still, hanging out with Clarisse in a relaxed, limp sort of way, passing a spliff back and forth between them. She takes it again at Clarisse's question, wipes her mouth before she has a puff, and settles her back up against the wall.

She sighs out smoke and says, casually, "D'you like it here?" She's curious. The rifters all feel different ways about it, and she hopes Clarisse doesn't hate it or anything.