"I'm good." Clarke said. She was tougher than she looked. Most people just saw a small girl who probably wasn't much of a fighter, but they were very wrong. Of course they didn't know what kind of world it was that she came from either.

"See you around." She told him. She needed to look for work herself, and still needed to check the hospital. But she'd done a good deed in helping out Gus and now he was on his own.

"If you need me or anything, send me a message." She offered with a small smile before leaving him.