She can feel Abby's eyes on her, but doesn't turn around until Abby reaches down and takes the rope out of her bag. She just doesn't want to see the look Abby's giving her, or hear the logic in what she's saying.

"I don't care." She feels desperate. She feels like she's running out of time, and every second she spends standing here is a step closer to the end. "What if she's hurt?"

In the dark. In the rain. It makes Clarisse want to throw up.

"I don't have to fly. I'll leave Blunder in the stables and take a horse." That would be better, actually. She wouldn't be able to see shit from the air after sunset anyway.