"I don't think anyone's imagination quite hits Darrow reality levels,"
Clarke quips drily before reaching out and giving Molly a half-hug. It's a
bit awkward as she doesn't want to slide fully from her stool, but the
moment feels right. She can't let it pass by. That would be even stranger.
If pressed, she'll stand by her words. That no one she's met had foreseen
Darrow before showing up here. No one got the idea into their head that
they were going to be plucked from their lives and set down to live another
one. Yet. No one she's met yet. Even in her inner monologue the
caveat is important to not forget.
Fortunately any darker thoughts are cut off by the bartender setting their
drinks down in front of them. Sliding more fully into her seat, Clarke nods
again. "That's good. I'm happy for everyone. Really. And so we celebrate."
Grinning she holds her glass up in a toast.
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"I don't think anyone's imagination quite hits Darrow reality levels," Clarke quips drily before reaching out and giving Molly a half-hug. It's a bit awkward as she doesn't want to slide fully from her stool, but the moment feels right. She can't let it pass by. That would be even stranger.
If pressed, she'll stand by her words. That no one she's met had foreseen Darrow before showing up here. No one got the idea into their head that they were going to be plucked from their lives and set down to live another one. Yet. No one she's met yet. Even in her inner monologue the caveat is important to not forget.
Fortunately any darker thoughts are cut off by the bartender setting their drinks down in front of them. Sliding more fully into her seat, Clarke nods again. "That's good. I'm happy for everyone. Really. And so we celebrate." Grinning she holds her glass up in a toast.