Jinx murdered your best friend. It’s a perfectly reasonable circumstance to go off half-cocked.

And besides, you didn’t hurt her. If that was only because there were other people to stop you—well, that’s the point, isn’t it? None of us is one thing, Clarke. And none of us are alone.

[Clarke is trying to avoid his gaze, and he takes a moment to lock eyes with her.]

I hate what the world made you be. Wanheda [he says the word like it tastes badly in his mouth] If I thought it would do any good, I’d gladly cut a path through everyone who turned you into her. [A pause] and perhaps she will always be a part of you. But that isn’t all you are.