( bone-deep friendship aside, there's nothing like getting physically one-upped by someone with the build of a toddler to make clarke want to dig her heels in and be Extra Stubborn. yeah yeah enjoy your victory now rita, it only came about because she was physically mangled what feels like three days ago. )

We're the purported "saviors of our universes" here, you really think they're going to let us die from infection?

( still, solid argument on the other girl's part. this world isn't the sterile clean nothing rots here environment of the ship, and it's truly a statement of how clarke's worldview was altered by their time on the serena eterna that she didn't consider gangrene and sepsis an hour ago. there's a minor new bruise blooming in the wake of rita's point, this time entirely on her ego.

clarke lets her rifle and disrupt the contents of the pack, but when bid to sit she doesn't move. just looks a little warily at the bottle of pure alcohol and package of gauze rita's come away with in her hands. )

Can't you just burn it? Jade did that for me once. It was painful but efficient.