Verily elected the eyes and muse of the vessel, Clue looked out at the approaching horizon, though was distracted as a fellow duo of pumpkineers jabbed their oar at a competitor. Clue agreed with Narcissus that it was best to stay out of it, but he also wanted to delay the saboteurs. "Look, a professor is flying in to tell you off", he yelled across at the saboteurs, pointing over their heads to a non-existent broomstick as he and Narcissus zoomed on ahead.