[As much as Clarke has tried to be the person who lashes out when she's hurting, it doesn't always work in her favor. She wants to do that here, to him, but she just stares at him uneasily.]

Didn't. I have a feeling that you've come around. [She turns to indicate their surroundings.]

It doesn't matter. What matters is what I do, and time and time again, I've learned that I can't be who or what I want to be. I'm not even sure that it's what I want in the first place. [Raven's words resonate in her mind: that Clarke would repeat herself about doing better, doing things differently, but never accomplish it.

She was right.]

If I wanted it, I wouldn't be what they see in me. What they believe I'm capable of. [Only capable of.]