( hang on, she has a note to hit before they continue: )
I think you decided to fight because you're a good person who doesn't want to see this continue to happen to other people, even after we're gone. Being so fiercely angry about it just makes you a better solider for the cause.
( and she wants to leave space in the conversation for natsuno to confirm or deny. to just soak in the vicious, wartime praise and hopefully take away some meaningful sentiment from it. but he'd asked her a question too, and after a beat clarke has to shrug and answer. )
There's a couple options there, right? Either the ship stays intact and we're all just stuck here until we die. ( in which case she might allow herself to relax. be happy. learn a karaoke song and get a tan. who knows. but more likely — ) Or this pocket dimension dies with him, and we're all just melting into oblivion. And if we're all just instantly transported back home, then I go back to dying and don't have to think about any of this anymore.
( her smile is... half hearted. twisted, a little sad. but the sentiment from earlier conversations remains: if given the option, clarke'd like to go home. )
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I think you decided to fight because you're a good person who doesn't want to see this continue to happen to other people, even after we're gone. Being so fiercely angry about it just makes you a better solider for the cause.
( and she wants to leave space in the conversation for natsuno to confirm or deny. to just soak in the vicious, wartime praise and hopefully take away some meaningful sentiment from it. but he'd asked her a question too, and after a beat clarke has to shrug and answer. )
There's a couple options there, right? Either the ship stays intact and we're all just stuck here until we die. ( in which case she might allow herself to relax. be happy. learn a karaoke song and get a tan. who knows. but more likely — ) Or this pocket dimension dies with him, and we're all just melting into oblivion. And if we're all just instantly transported back home, then I go back to dying and don't have to think about any of this anymore.
( her smile is... half hearted. twisted, a little sad. but the sentiment from earlier conversations remains: if given the option, clarke'd like to go home. )