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Message: <blockquote data-quote="izillama" data-source="post: 4536774" data-attributes="member: 79171">Clover's eyes narrowed, staring at the wall, 'Condensation... We are in a basement, aren't we?'Close to her, she suddenly realized that Vince looked worse for wear. Though he wasn't being pelted with debris like Mavis, he was overheating. Clover stole a moment of precious time to stare at him. She hadn't paid much attention to him before. She had been too distracted. But now, seeing his short blonde hair and business attire... 'Do I... know him from somewhere?'She couldn't place it, but he looked very familiar. But she wasn't in her right mind to think how. But... she suddenly had the feeling that he was important somehow.'Something tells me he's important. Like he's a key.'Again, she narrowed her eyes in concentration. She was ignoring everything else around her. Instead, though she probably looked demonic--spattered in blood and wearing tattered garb--she held out her hand to him, "You! Get up. Stop sitting there like an idiot and get over to the wall. It's cooler."</blockquote>