There are people Clara would love to see win. Alex and Dave, so she would never have to watch either of them die again. Dennett, because he's probably the only person in here who's worse suited for this place than she is. Clem, because she had her victory stolen from her. She would almost be able to understand if Venus were to say anything, not enough that she would roll over and let her kill her, but enough that she could say 'I understand, but it's still wrong.'

Clara dodges the bat, but not the elbow, which hits against the corner of her eye instead of her nose. She has the feeling that she'll have one hell of a shiner tomorrow, but it'll be fine, she'll still be alive to have one. Using her free hand she tries to grab for Venus's wrist so she can try to stop her and talk some sense into the younger woman. "You're better than this. Steve was right, we don't have to play their game."