Wait. Did he just really pun on Lethal Weapon? Not that she's that surprised, but it's still a bit of a surprise. "You and me both, kid."

Before Clem even says anything about his injuries, Clara notices them and is suddenly at a loss about what to do. There's no first aid kit or even just water and something to clean his wounds with. And that's not even touching on the little bit of bruising that she can see. The best that she can think of is tearing his shirt to wipe him down, but that doesn't seem like it'll be that helpful.

So instead she chooses to focus on the more important things at hand. "I haven't seen anyone for a while, other than you two." She doesn't know what that could mean and she isn't sure if she wants to. Wyatt had told her that there were smaller Arenas with multiple winners before, after all. That's how he became a Victor after all. So maybe there was a chance that the three of them could get out of the Arenas for good.

"Whether or not we're the only ones left, it doesn't mean much if we don't survive this thing."