[Despite her truce and consequent peacemaking with Clarke, it still makes her hackles rise to hear them both put in the same group, after she's bared her heart out. It makes her wonder if she's not the only one, if maybe something happened there -- (too, a bitter part of her adds) -- and it does one more thing.
It's ugly of her to grab onto that small detail (you and Clarke and you two) and let it fester and feed the idea that this settles it. He may not be Finn, but he doesn't get it here, because if he really got her he'd know better than to bring Clarke up just this once.
So that settles it, doesn't it? Just friends. It should be easy; they managed to become good friends after having sex, so it should be easy.
She takes a sip of the beer.] You gotta do your thing, I guess. It's your right and I respect that, but please - don't tell me what you think I'm ready for or not. That's my choice.
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It's ugly of her to grab onto that small detail (you and Clarke and you two) and let it fester and feed the idea that this settles it. He may not be Finn, but he doesn't get it here, because if he really got her he'd know better than to bring Clarke up just this once.
So that settles it, doesn't it? Just friends. It should be easy; they managed to become good friends after having sex, so it should be easy.
She takes a sip of the beer.] You gotta do your thing, I guess. It's your right and I respect that, but please - don't tell me what you think I'm ready for or not. That's my choice.