Clementine looked up at the sound of her name and looked around. She caught the sight of a retreating male but thought nothing of it. He was probably just running away from the freak. Turning her head again, she saw Dylan. A slight smile graced her lips as her friend moved to sit next to her and kissed her cheek. She shook her head slightly, "You're gross," Despite the comment, it was clear that Clem didn't really mind it all too much.

She tapped her pen against the paper quietly and nodded her head, "Of course I'm a little happy to see you. It's just... everything else that I'm not so happy to see," She rested her own head against Dylan's and closed her book, "Nothing really... Just passing time till you got here..."

Biting her lip, she turned to look at her friend before she stuffed her book back into her bag, "My father said that they've brought in someone to examine me and figure out what I am... He thinks it's just so great... But he doesn't think about how people are going to react when then find out that 'Clemenstien' has someone doing experiments on her. The blood transfusions are bad enough."

She huffed before standing, "Speaking of transfusions, I should probably get that dealt with today before everyone gets here... It's always kind of nice to have that little bit of privacy..." She ran a hand through her hair and smirked, "You can go unpack if you want... Since watching blood slowly drip into my body isn't exactly any form of interesting."