( god, the mashed potato tears are so disgustingly and disarmingly pathetic. it tugs on the same heartstrings as puppy whimpers, and clarke's never even seen a dog outside picture books. )
Yeah, ( clarke openly agrees, wry to match resigned. and her gaze drops to the tabletop briefly as he continues to talk, briefly remembering all the people she's been in charge of and how horribly that tends to end. maybe the offer was in haste, and maybe sharky really would do fine fumbling his way through it. but that's two too many maybes, so what could a little tag team hurt? so looking back up in light of his agreement and her resolve steeled, she gives him a slight nod and a way too casual — )
Cool.
( that's it, then. yet another tragic apocalypse team up that could fail but damned if they didn't try. this is usually the part of the agreement where both parties stand and shake hands to cement the deal, but clarke's not moving save to push her fry basket towards the middle of the table. a silent offer to share, though one she wouldn't be disappointed if turned down. the appetite at this table is wavering at best, cannibalism does that to a stomach. )
Just keep doing whatever you're doing, and I guess I'll stop trying to avoid him.
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Yeah, ( clarke openly agrees, wry to match resigned. and her gaze drops to the tabletop briefly as he continues to talk, briefly remembering all the people she's been in charge of and how horribly that tends to end. maybe the offer was in haste, and maybe sharky really would do fine fumbling his way through it. but that's two too many maybes, so what could a little tag team hurt? so looking back up in light of his agreement and her resolve steeled, she gives him a slight nod and a way too casual — )
Cool.
( that's it, then. yet another tragic apocalypse team up that could fail but damned if they didn't try. this is usually the part of the agreement where both parties stand and shake hands to cement the deal, but clarke's not moving save to push her fry basket towards the middle of the table. a silent offer to share, though one she wouldn't be disappointed if turned down. the appetite at this table is wavering at best, cannibalism does that to a stomach. )
Just keep doing whatever you're doing, and I guess I'll stop trying to avoid him.