( this is how war worked — war because isn't that sort of what they've been pushed into? corralled like foot soldiers and told to choose who they'd fight for, who they'd steal, kill, and maim for; war because all of them are undoubtedly fighting for something, from going home to just staying alive — pick a side and strike up tentative allegiances, because you never knew when you needed someone to pick you up and administer basic first aid, or stab you in the back. that's how it'd been back home, trust given out warily, forming long standing friendships and then inevitable, bitter heartbreak.
still, on the list of things she'd expected to next hear out of his mouth, silence had been the top runner. another useless barb at her appearance close in second place. that offer? not even a contender, and clarke's face melts into confusion. almost unpleasant surprise. )
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still, on the list of things she'd expected to next hear out of his mouth, silence had been the top runner. another useless barb at her appearance close in second place. that offer? not even a contender, and clarke's face melts into confusion. almost unpleasant surprise. )
I don't know you.