[ he's well-aware it isn't fair he sits on this landmine she wants to set off. he knows it isn't fair at all he keeps saying things, but he can't help it. she toes the line of the bomb in the ground, the one he keeps trying to shove her away from, but she insists on being a pain in his ass by pushing him. he wants to protect her from something — the truth, maybe, the devastation she's picked on once more along with all of them. maybe he just wants her to feel like it's all done and dusted for them after she's accused of poisoning lexa. ]
[ he doesn't raise his voice at all. he doesn't lift his gaze from where he settles it on the floor. he almost sounds robotic, like he's reading from one of the big books she's studied from. ] They want on the ground. We're on the ground. [ it's simple basic math, but it requires her to know something she's not the expert at. maybe if it was about technology, how things work, like radios and dams and freaking acid fogs, raven would be able to piece it all together. but this is clarke's domain, and if she was more medically inclined, she'd figure it out. ] We're immune. They want our immunity.
[ he thinks to leave it there, but it doesn't really encompass what happens to us? what happens to monty and jasper, miller and harper is what appears like the dream. what had clarke so suspicious is what has bellamy questioning the sincerity of eudio's claims. what happens to raven and her boyfriend is a good plan gone wrong. but what happens to him and lincoln — he wishes he had an answer that was a hell of a lot easier than we got fucked. ]
[ his tone sounds bitter, and his face pinches as though he's sucked a lemon. he looks at her then, not over her shoulder, not at her leg, not even at the top of her hair. he looks at her because maybe she'll piece it together or ask a better question that isn't so broad. ] So, you know what they do? They invite you into the dollhouse. Give you a bed and food, maybe a few promises of security, I don't fucking know. [ he's not jasper, he's not clarke, he's not monty. he doesn't know how it works from the other side. he'd never thought to ask clarke. ] You go in as a Sky Person, you get the dream. [ he doesn't need jasper telling him how well he'd been kept. he can figure it out by his clean clothes and clean face and the room they shared. ]
[ he pauses, thinking to leave it at that, and he does for a few moments. what happens to them? they get tricked, they get screwed over by some deal, they get treated like their cattle. but being told a sky person gets to live the good life doesn't really give her much of an indication of how shitty it can be. his gaze drops to settle hard on her shoulder. ] You go in like a Grounder and it's a nightmare.
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[ he doesn't raise his voice at all. he doesn't lift his gaze from where he settles it on the floor. he almost sounds robotic, like he's reading from one of the big books she's studied from. ] They want on the ground. We're on the ground. [ it's simple basic math, but it requires her to know something she's not the expert at. maybe if it was about technology, how things work, like radios and dams and freaking acid fogs, raven would be able to piece it all together. but this is clarke's domain, and if she was more medically inclined, she'd figure it out. ] We're immune. They want our immunity.
[ he thinks to leave it there, but it doesn't really encompass what happens to us? what happens to monty and jasper, miller and harper is what appears like the dream. what had clarke so suspicious is what has bellamy questioning the sincerity of eudio's claims. what happens to raven and her boyfriend is a good plan gone wrong. but what happens to him and lincoln — he wishes he had an answer that was a hell of a lot easier than we got fucked. ]
[ his tone sounds bitter, and his face pinches as though he's sucked a lemon. he looks at her then, not over her shoulder, not at her leg, not even at the top of her hair. he looks at her because maybe she'll piece it together or ask a better question that isn't so broad. ] So, you know what they do? They invite you into the dollhouse. Give you a bed and food, maybe a few promises of security, I don't fucking know. [ he's not jasper, he's not clarke, he's not monty. he doesn't know how it works from the other side. he'd never thought to ask clarke. ] You go in as a Sky Person, you get the dream. [ he doesn't need jasper telling him how well he'd been kept. he can figure it out by his clean clothes and clean face and the room they shared. ]
[ he pauses, thinking to leave it at that, and he does for a few moments. what happens to them? they get tricked, they get screwed over by some deal, they get treated like their cattle. but being told a sky person gets to live the good life doesn't really give her much of an indication of how shitty it can be. his gaze drops to settle hard on her shoulder. ] You go in like a Grounder and it's a nightmare.