[If she stops moving it's got almost nothing to do with Clarke's command and everything to do with her being close again. There was no need to move, with her so close, almost entwined with her again.

She wished.

Fuck Pike, honestly. Fuck Titus. The whole lot of them could go jump. Why did they have to make everything so hard?

Lexa had to pause that thought to take a deep breath. Such thoughts weren't befitting of a Commander... even if they were correct.]

I will rest, Clarke, I promise. [Who she would have to guard her in such a state was a matter for a time when worry wasn't creasing Clarke's brow like that. They would muddle through, somehow. She always had. Becca would guide her.]

You should go, to Octavia. You believed in her before and she did not let you down. You spared her life when I would've done away with her. Sometimes you see things I do not.

I'm sure she will be of use. [Raven, Octavia... the boy named Finn, was there a friend of Clarke's that she hadn't hurt or tried too?]

I know you will return. [Lexa leaned into Clarke's hand as Clarke had leaned into hers, turning to kiss her palm.] May we meet again.