Clara had gotten out of the water like a shot when she had heard the faint whistling getting louder from the dragon. Before he had even called out to her she had already gotten on her bra and underwear and was working on her shirt mail, "Sunrise, we need to start heading out, camp is all cleaned up. Just waiting on you." She had put on her armor faster then she ever had before after that in the shadows. She had forgtten that he could see through the dark for a moment, but she had been mostly covered.<br/><br/>When she made her way to him she had a calm look on her face instead of the look of annoyance she expected that he was expecting. Then she punched him in the arm, hard, and turned around to continue to follow the river, "You know what that's for and you are lucky that I am not so inclined at this moment to do worse."