Motherhood is this far off thing to her, a notion she'd somewhat accepted, even wanted as a teen, doing her part for the good of the Ark. But then her dad died, and she was sent to prison, and suddenly her plans for the future evaporated like so much stardust. It's only since she's been here that Clarke has really started to think ahead further than six weeks or six months.
"You don't..." Clarke pauses and restarts. "I'm here for whatever you need. Someone to watch Abigail for a bit, someone to help you figure out whatever. I make an amazing pro/con list. I'll vet people..." She breaks off, stopping her ramble. "Sorry. Planning mode took over."
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Motherhood is this far off thing to her, a notion she'd somewhat accepted, even wanted as a teen, doing her part for the good of the Ark. But then her dad died, and she was sent to prison, and suddenly her plans for the future evaporated like so much stardust. It's only since she's been here that Clarke has really started to think ahead further than six weeks or six months.
"You don't..." Clarke pauses and restarts. "I'm here for whatever you need. Someone to watch Abigail for a bit, someone to help you figure out whatever. I make an amazing pro/con list. I'll vet people..." She breaks off, stopping her ramble. "Sorry. Planning mode took over."