( damn. caught, red handed and several rungs up the service ladder on the mast. clarke freezes first, gut instinct insisting she was in immediate danger for venturing past the acceptable distractions like the casino, buffet, and shops. but she steels herself, and gradually climbs down to the floor of the deck. )
I'm sorry. ( not even the slightest bit sorry, but at least puts in the work to keep open hostility out of her voice. and... to not outright sneer, because no discernable eyes didn't automatically mean friday couldn't see. she'd at least spotted clarke trying to do her best impersonation of a squirrel, so. )
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I'm sorry. ( not even the slightest bit sorry, but at least puts in the work to keep open hostility out of her voice. and... to not outright sneer, because no discernable eyes didn't automatically mean friday couldn't see. she'd at least spotted clarke trying to do her best impersonation of a squirrel, so. )
I just wanted to find the best view.