[Nothing good ever comes from politics. It's a sentiment that he's expressed before. Clarke—somehow, despite the years that should interfere with her memories—recalls that vividly. These days, it leaves her smiling. Being a leader is political in and of itself. Trying to define it any other way is foolish.

She nods, understanding what he's saying. Not only does he have his people, but he has his wife, as well.]

I understand. Most people don't want to escape a bad situation. And if I couldn't, and if my people couldn't, I'd go back to them without hesitation. But I'd prefer to find a way around that and give us a new chance, one that we can make for ourselves.

[They hadn't known what they'd find on Sanctum. The planet itself was dangerous in ways that this one wasn't. Clarke knows her people would struggle in both settings, but they know the Earth and irradiated land. At least they would be starting on familiar ground.]