( there are a lot of things happening in this conversation that ... well, kind of fly right over clarisse's head, so she keeps her mouth shut and keeps sipping her coffee, waving a give us a minute gesture to the waitress when she tries to make her way back to their table. they're having a fairly sensitive discussion, here, and she can't imagine nico would appreciate the interruption. clarisse is fine playing interference while the rest of them talk about shit that's, mostly, Seven Exclusive™.
she really only tunes completely back into the conversation at the mention of caligula, because she'll never pass up a chance to beat up some shitty roman emperor. especially one that's directly responsible for killing one of their own. )
Now you're talking my language. Give me five minutes with the bastard and he's toast.
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she really only tunes completely back into the conversation at the mention of caligula, because she'll never pass up a chance to beat up some shitty roman emperor. especially one that's directly responsible for killing one of their own. )
Now you're talking my language. Give me five minutes with the bastard and he's toast.