( she's going to remember this offer, but chances of ever unwinding the knot of anxiety in her stomach enough to think she deserves to decompress are... not favorable. work ones self to death, wear your fingers down to the bone scratching at the same impenetrable door — that's her work ethic to a tee, especially when the alternative was surrendering to a slow, painful death.
and that work ethic is a burden she will usually chose to shoulder alone. i bear it so they don't have to. but a nagging thought in the back of her mind, taking into account that he's from a different world, with different knowledge, and different rules...
yeah, clarke's got a question if he's willing to help. )
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and that work ethic is a burden she will usually chose to shoulder alone. i bear it so they don't have to. but a nagging thought in the back of her mind, taking into account that he's from a different world, with different knowledge, and different rules...
yeah, clarke's got a question if he's willing to help. )
Do you know how to kill a god?