[Where to go from here? Clarke hesitates, thinking it through. The problem is that Clarke does care, but she's rarely been in the position of having to stand across from Octavia to reason with her. The few times it's happened haven't gone remarkably well—even when she's stepped in to help.

And here she is again, feeling the same as before. Like she can't apologize enough, or do enough. Probably because she can't.]

I didn't think you would come with me. [There's some reluctance behind these words, but Clarke could fill a chalkboard with reasons as to why Octavia Blake would decide to be stubborn about this. They've worked together in tandem, yes. Octavia even got her a meeting with Bellamy once, and saved her when needed.

But that feels like eons ago. Clarke now knows it feels like even longer ago for Octavia. Instead, she undoubtedly feels those final moments more strongly. Clarke taking the bunker because she was afraid, being the last person to make the mistake of not believing in Octavia.

It's something that crosses her mind a lot here—in this world, separate from all of that. Has crossed her mind. Clarke knows that being too reactive can cost someone.]

Staying out for too long can cause problems. People have gotten arrested. [Plus, what are the odds that Octavia hurts someone? Very high. Obviously, she doesn't know the spiel Octavia got. They aren't great at communicating, so why would she know?

Plus, if Octavia had managed to hurt someone, what would happen next? What would come next? She's seen it before.]

I had to get you back. There's no negotiating about it. [You're my people. The words die on her tongue. Clarke knows better than to say that, despite how truly real it feels.]