[The kiss is almost enough to distract her. It certainly makes her smile, a brief flicker of warmth in her otherwise confused, hurt gaze.

She raises a brow at Clarke, wondering if she would even know what to find.]

I could go down just as easily as you, it is not stairs after all. [She reminds Clarke, though considering who has been bedridden and who hasn't, it's likely Clarke has been up and down the tower more than she has in days.] Do what you must, but if you are gone for long I will come find you even if I have to climb down.