[She snaps, though of course Lexa has never fully claimed to be.]
You have the-- the--
[And she stutters here, because while she'd been able to pick up on Lexa's feelings towards Clarke and the others, she hadn't been able to see who those feelings were directed towards. Her fingers flex, nails digging hard into her palms.]
You can love. Do you really think I wanted to feel that? How dare you.
[Never mind that this was her idea, and that she touched Lexa of her own free will. Clearly this is all Lexa's fault.]
no subject
[She snaps, though of course Lexa has never fully claimed to be.]
You have the-- the--
[And she stutters here, because while she'd been able to pick up on Lexa's feelings towards Clarke and the others, she hadn't been able to see who those feelings were directed towards. Her fingers flex, nails digging hard into her palms.]
You can love. Do you really think I wanted to feel that? How dare you.
[Never mind that this was her idea, and that she touched Lexa of her own free will. Clearly this is all Lexa's fault.]