I will not pass out. [It's said with a bit of bite, maybe because she's had some time of Murphy putting her back to bed like she's a sick toddler, or maybe it's that things feel a lot more urgent now than they had not long before.

Maybe it's the nausea of her whole life possibly being for nothing.]

There is a temple beneath the tower. [She says, letting Clarke back her up until her legs hit the bed. There is no time for this foolishness or worrying about her mortality, hadn't Clarke said as much herself?] It is where Titus keeps all his information, the sacred things.

[Titus who had served her for years, who told her she was unique, Titus who had tried to get her to kill Clarke and when she failed had tried to kill Clarke himself, resulting nearly in Lexa's own death.

Her hands catch at Clarke's and when she says I love you, that soft disbelief returns to her eyes, a fine tremor in her hands that has nothing to do with blood loss.]

I love you too. [She had tripped over it the day they stumbled into her bed, replacing it with something else but Clarke surely knew what she meant. Still, the brush with death makes her want to say it clearly now, at least once.]