( color her intuitive, but clarke can put pilot and the sweeping sensation of flying he'd pressed into her mind their first meeting together. there's a minimal, tight smile — a joke between tired friends; two people who need a reason to laugh instead of cry, and find the slightest humor in the smaller things.
and though she still doesn't quite understand the bulk of importance behind his aircraft, she remembers the name. )
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and though she still doesn't quite understand the bulk of importance behind his aircraft, she remembers the name. )
The Black Lion, right? Tell me more about it.