( they could have stayed. and died. but at least stayed and maybe not be left to wonder which would have been more beneficial to those they left behind. there's an air of deflation every time clarke brings herself to consider the alternatives — the could have, should have, would have beens, the definition of the right choice and lucky — and a similar weight settles around her shoulders now, the desire to push the fact he was lucky to have someone he was close to warring with the creeping idea that they're all doomed no matter what. )
No, it isn't.
( as a result even her voice sounds pinched and tired. and clarke very abruptly wants to be done with this conversation, so much so she doesn't wait for an easy out. nope, there is a brief nod of acknowledgment, a curt — ) Excuse me. ( — and she's peeling back out into the crowd, back towards the sleeping tents before the swirling mass of negativity and poor luck threatens to overflow and impress her emotions upon seth in that visceral fashion he'd so politely declined. )
wrapped like a belated christmas gift
No, it isn't.
( as a result even her voice sounds pinched and tired. and clarke very abruptly wants to be done with this conversation, so much so she doesn't wait for an easy out. nope, there is a brief nod of acknowledgment, a curt — ) Excuse me. ( — and she's peeling back out into the crowd, back towards the sleeping tents before the swirling mass of negativity and poor luck threatens to overflow and impress her emotions upon seth in that visceral fashion he'd so politely declined. )