Very little of it made its way into the hands of my people. Part of it is because we were denied it. Part of it is because we had little use. [There's a beat here, where she believes she has a choice either to reveal a bit of herself or close herself off. Lexa decides to take the former.]

If I'm to be of any good in helping others here, I must master this first. We can keep up this trade. You teach me, and I teach you. Will that be fair? [Given Angel's connection to everything, it seems wise, and Lexa believes in giving and receiving arrangements.]