[Clarke takes her time drinking the water, eyes passing over the room when he looks toward it. This is the type of event that should break her, knowing that the inherent truth at the heart of it is that this world was not and would never be a solution for her people. It's shaken her, but she needs to pull it together.
When it's over, she can figure it out. Come up with a new solution. Find another answer.]
One of those changing ones got me. [She waves a hand over herself, as if to indicate which kind she means. There are also shapeshifting ones, after all.] I hurt a friend. [That's not all. She doesn't know how good he is at reading people, so she doesn't offer more. But it does seem as if she's withholding.]
Are you managing okay? [One part deflection, one part actual concern. The way she focuses on him does reaffirm the concern, at least.]
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When it's over, she can figure it out. Come up with a new solution. Find another answer.]
One of those changing ones got me. [She waves a hand over herself, as if to indicate which kind she means. There are also shapeshifting ones, after all.] I hurt a friend. [That's not all. She doesn't know how good he is at reading people, so she doesn't offer more. But it does seem as if she's withholding.]
Are you managing okay? [One part deflection, one part actual concern. The way she focuses on him does reaffirm the concern, at least.]