[The amusement retracts slowly but surely, as if she wants it to feel like it's fading. Lexa doesn't have that much control, so the slow residual nature of it is mostly like she's tugging away a blanket in a staccato manner. She can handle her emotions when it comes to clamping them down behind a door. Letting them out to mess with someone else is a different story altogether.]

So it's not only that you wish to push us out. That decision is reasonable. [Most new people feel the same way, even if they don't express it.]

But you also believe that you're above us ... all of us. [Lexa doesn't bother to play the Commander card. She has a hunch it'll be brushed off in some way. A similar hunch.]

You may want to keep that to yourself. [Lest he make more enemies. He's already left a poor impression on her.]