( incompetence and untrustworthiness are two very different beasts to be reckoned with, and although asuka deigns to wipe one of these hindrances from the board, clarke can't quite find it in herself to feel... heartened. there's another slight hum of understanding in her throat, but most of clarke's attention is fixed on asuka's face, watching the vehemence and venom color and contort her features. it's a personal admittance, and honest if perhaps not entirely objective. but she hadn't asked for objective. )
So she used you. ( and subsequently threw her away. clarke has no ready comparisons for her own life, none that haven't already wound their way back around to peace with her manipulators. four months ago and she would have been spitting lexa's name with as much hatred and distrust. five months, her mother. ) How?
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So she used you. ( and subsequently threw her away. clarke has no ready comparisons for her own life, none that haven't already wound their way back around to peace with her manipulators. four months ago and she would have been spitting lexa's name with as much hatred and distrust. five months, her mother. ) How?