[No, she wasn't waiting. When she crosses, there's a ripple of tension and disapproval in the air. Lexa recalls the plan to send Bellamy into Mount Weather alone. It had been a good plan, even if it was risky. None of her people could have done it: they lacked the technological know-how to handle it.
But this is different. This is like taking a sky person and giving them the role that belongs to someone from Trikru or Azgeda. Her judgment is the foundation of much of what she does, and she doesn't bother concealing it here.]
I wonder what you hope to accomplish today, Bellamy. [It's not an answer, but there's a sense of expectation as she somehow manages to straighten up and look taller before pivoting to lead him out of the tent.
They can have their conversation on the way. It's probably better that it's where no one can hear them.]
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But this is different. This is like taking a sky person and giving them the role that belongs to someone from Trikru or Azgeda. Her judgment is the foundation of much of what she does, and she doesn't bother concealing it here.]
I wonder what you hope to accomplish today, Bellamy. [It's not an answer, but there's a sense of expectation as she somehow manages to straighten up and look taller before pivoting to lead him out of the tent.
They can have their conversation on the way. It's probably better that it's where no one can hear them.]