Clarisse was definitely talking about the food, and for several moments afterward she's lost for words. Her ears get all hot and she takes a sip of the coffee, stalling, even though it's gonna burn her mouth.

"Yeah," she says when she feels like she can, "about that."

She puts her mug back down on the tray. She can't hold onto it and say this. She doesn't know what her hands are going to do.

"When you say happens again, do... you just want to be friends who hook up? Or—or like—" Fuck it, right? She's thinking about what she said to Jayce right after Ellie disappeared, about how she just keeps loving people anyway, even if it hurts her.

"I think about you all the time," Clarisse says in a rush. "When you didn't remember me I felt like I was going to throw up every day when I woke up and you weren't there. All I wanted to do was be with you. And I kept thinking that at least I didn't kiss you on Satinalia because if I'd done that it would have made everything even harder, but I don't think it really mattered that I didn't do it, because I still wished I had."

At that point she peters out and has to stop to breathe. This all sounded way better and more coherent in her head while she was walking back up here, for the record.