[Right now, any typical fortification that she has around her emotional state has shattered. It's not that Clarke isn't used to a crisis. It's that this particular crisis has forced her to see things in a lot of different ways, and forced her to reckon with some of her goals. Her plans. Her hopes. She's barely even had the chance to start.
But it also means she can't be defensive, as if she's barely grasped the words she's said.
She's only allowed herself to be like this a few times when around others, if only because she's used to being the person that others look to for help, stability, and—above all else—leadership.
She looks to the bottle. It'll give her something to focus on.
She reaches out to take it, hands moving automatically to twist off the top.]
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But it also means she can't be defensive, as if she's barely grasped the words she's said.
She's only allowed herself to be like this a few times when around others, if only because she's used to being the person that others look to for help, stability, and—above all else—leadership.
She looks to the bottle. It'll give her something to focus on.
She reaches out to take it, hands moving automatically to twist off the top.]
I'm not myself right now. I'm sorry.