[ Clarisse huffs out a quiet breath and runs her fingertips along the sand. Something about the other girl's sullen response has her second guessing whether she should've tried to keep the hope alive for her, for a little while, at least. ]

I don't mean you can't do things differently here if you want. Just that you're still yourself, so you'll probably end up doing the same shit you did back home anyway. [ Wow, she's not good at this. It's probably why she doesn't try to be helpful, like, ever.

The girl's question has her scowling and curling her fingers into the sand. ]

None of your business. Nobody. [ Clarisse, those are... two very different answers. ]