[More than part of Lexa wants to argue, she is the Commander, she does not run. Not from her home, her seat of power. Polis was too much to abandon, it was the jewel of her people. A sign that with prosperity they could be more.
Yet she knows she could be killed easily in any fight, and had she not nearly died from a betrayal from within her closest circle of trust?
So she straightens herself up, takes one last regretful look at her room and moves over to Clarke, letting her lead them out.]
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Yet she knows she could be killed easily in any fight, and had she not nearly died from a betrayal from within her closest circle of trust?
So she straightens herself up, takes one last regretful look at her room and moves over to Clarke, letting her lead them out.]
I know a place.