"Replies? What replies?" Reese asked, confused, then yawned. "My life is starting to feel more and more like some weird RP,--" Reese took a look at his own appearance. "--although I wouldn't be surprised if it is." A large look of confusion seemed to splat right onto Clara's face, thinking about how much detail it would have been described in. Her face was sort of scrunched, her white hair hanging over one side of her face.