Clarisse is still not 100% on a lot—like the place they came here from, or even things about herself, or her friends. Names float by, and sometimes she can grab one and it'll stick, but sometimes it won't, or it will and it's wrong. Anyway, when she sees Orpheus, she can't remember his name right away, but she gets the sense that she should. He's famous, or something, right? Everybody knows his name. Demigod, half-blood, like her and Nico. She remembers that much.

"You made it," she says as he gets close enough to be within earshot. She doesn't sound super thrilled, but she's not disappointed, either. Maybe just a little bit relieved, if she's being honest.