Aria’s gaze went over to Bellamy and she watched him for a few moments, surprised with his quiet tone, curious as to what exactly was going on in his mind. She didn’t question it, though, worried about making him overthink. Shaking her head, she turned her attention back ahead. “Uh, no, I didn’t get to,” she murmured in return, shrugging gently, “I figured the sooner we get this done, the longer I’d get to talk to them. Plus… Well, I know they’d ask about Evie and I don’t know what to tell them. I don’t want to lie to them, but I don’t want to tell them the truth and have them worry or freak out about it all. They’re up there and there’s nothing they can do about what’s happening down here, so I don’t want to stress them out.” That didn’t mean she’d been all that happy about not being able to talk to her parents, but she was trying to be careful with her decisions, and trying to make sure her parents knew as little as possible so they didn’t panic.
“Uh, he just knows that it was a supply expo,” she told him, looking over at him for a moment, examining him. “He thinks there might be food there. There should definitely be blankets and other things to tide us over until they can come down. But, the only way that’s completely possible is if nobody made it into the expo before the bombs dropped - otherwise, they’ve been driving through the century and it could all be gone by now.” Or it wouldn’t have even lasted them all that long. They wouldn’t really know which was true until they got to the expo and saw what was inside themselves - and, hopefully, the results would be promising and they wouldn’t have to worry too much about the upcoming winter anymore.
Finn listened to her quietly, his expression softening with concern for a moment. He wondered how guilty she felt about the situation, especially with all of her words about her not wanting what had happened. “None of that is your fault, Evie,” he told her quietly as he watched her, “Bellamy and the others made their own decision in bringing him here. None of that was on you.” He watched her for a few moments, though he shook his head slightly. “I don’t think the group hating him would really change, either… But, that’s not on you, either - that’s just because of everything that’s happened to us since we arrived here.” But, he wished there was a way to fix all of that. They didn’t know why the Grounders were acting violently against them, after all. Maybe if they did, they could fix whatever was going on and they could all live in peace, without anybody being killed anymore. But, he wasn’t quite sure how they could manage that - especially when he knew how the others felt about the Grounders.
He blinked, though, to her question, and quickly shook her head. “No, of course not,” he assured her gently, “I think you did the right thing. Keeping him prisoner wouldn’t help anybody. He wasn’t going to tell us anything, and if the rest of the Grounders found out we were holding one of their own captive, who knows what hell would break loose?” He was going to speak more, but he found himself surprised when she reached out to him and pressed against him. His arms wrapped around her and he held her close to himself, being careful to try to avoid hurting her, and he rubbed her back gently. It was nice to just have her in his arms again, and he was surprised that she was willing to be this close to him again, but it brought a huge sense of relief to him. Gently, he kissed the top of her head. “You did the right thing, Evie.”
“Uh, he just knows that it was a supply expo,” she told him, looking over at him for a moment, examining him. “He thinks there might be food there. There should definitely be blankets and other things to tide us over until they can come down. But, the only way that’s completely possible is if nobody made it into the expo before the bombs dropped - otherwise, they’ve been driving through the century and it could all be gone by now.” Or it wouldn’t have even lasted them all that long. They wouldn’t really know which was true until they got to the expo and saw what was inside themselves - and, hopefully, the results would be promising and they wouldn’t have to worry too much about the upcoming winter anymore.
Finn listened to her quietly, his expression softening with concern for a moment. He wondered how guilty she felt about the situation, especially with all of her words about her not wanting what had happened. “None of that is your fault, Evie,” he told her quietly as he watched her, “Bellamy and the others made their own decision in bringing him here. None of that was on you.” He watched her for a few moments, though he shook his head slightly. “I don’t think the group hating him would really change, either… But, that’s not on you, either - that’s just because of everything that’s happened to us since we arrived here.” But, he wished there was a way to fix all of that. They didn’t know why the Grounders were acting violently against them, after all. Maybe if they did, they could fix whatever was going on and they could all live in peace, without anybody being killed anymore. But, he wasn’t quite sure how they could manage that - especially when he knew how the others felt about the Grounders.
He blinked, though, to her question, and quickly shook her head. “No, of course not,” he assured her gently, “I think you did the right thing. Keeping him prisoner wouldn’t help anybody. He wasn’t going to tell us anything, and if the rest of the Grounders found out we were holding one of their own captive, who knows what hell would break loose?” He was going to speak more, but he found himself surprised when she reached out to him and pressed against him. His arms wrapped around her and he held her close to himself, being careful to try to avoid hurting her, and he rubbed her back gently. It was nice to just have her in his arms again, and he was surprised that she was willing to be this close to him again, but it brought a huge sense of relief to him. Gently, he kissed the top of her head. “You did the right thing, Evie.”
March 5th, 2018 at 10:39am