Clara isn't too far off from when when he crashes. He's drawn her attention just from appearance alone, but since he's a new arrival she doesn't want to overwhelm him too much in one day. But it seems like he's content to do that on his own. She watches him for a moment and when he doesn't get up right away she hurries on over.

"Hello?" She tries poking him with her toe, giving a gentle nudge.

There isn't any response. Which makes her sigh, because she's not about to let someone up and die on their first day here. So Clara does what any sensible person would do: tug down his clothes a little further. Not to get a good peek but to help get some leverage so when she tugs them up they're more liable to be pulled up properly. It takes her a few minutes, but once she has his suit back on again she falls back to sit in the sand. And waits.

"You better wake up, do you hear me?"