[A conclave. So another battle royale? Win, and survive a deathwave? Better incentive than a crab, at least...
This is how they all became her people - with fight after fight, survivors dragging themselves from under their loved ones' bodies until they had to unite because the enemy was no loner another person.
It sucks. Natsuno hardly defines himself as a particularly good person, and hearing her story - he still prefers his own way, of not allowing yourself to feel regret for doing everything for a precious few (always few, never hundreds) while the rest burn.]
...thanks. For telling me.
I don't know how many will be your people here, but. You don't have to stay behind this time.
[Maybe he's selfish. But he doesn't want Clarke to keep tormenting herself over choices and then sacrifice herself for everyone else's survival.]
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This is how they all became her people - with fight after fight, survivors dragging themselves from under their loved ones' bodies until they had to unite because the enemy was no loner another person.
It sucks. Natsuno hardly defines himself as a particularly good person, and hearing her story - he still prefers his own way, of not allowing yourself to feel regret for doing everything for a precious few (always few, never hundreds) while the rest burn.]
...thanks. For telling me.
I don't know how many will be your people here, but. You don't have to stay behind this time.
[Maybe he's selfish. But he doesn't want Clarke to keep tormenting herself over choices and then sacrifice herself for everyone else's survival.]