Clarke had to admit, when they were busy worrying about the final conclave, all they could think of was their own people. 12 clans, their people. Now she realised she should have wondered the obvious. Her clan, skaikru, the 13th clan. But there were only 12 clans at that room where she almost ascended. The existence of floukru never occurred to anyone. They should have, Clarke thought, as she stood there face to face with the last survivor of floukru.

"I don't blame you, Clarke. You were occupied, dealing with your own problems." said Luna, as she sat down on the chair Clarke offered her, "Even if you did remember I wouldn't have done anything to be included."

"No, we should have thought about you, after what we put you through-"

"Hey Clarke! Look, I found these berries at-" Madi skipped through the door, only to stop dead at the sight of Luna.

"Oh, Luna, this is Madi. Madi, her name is Luna." Clarke hastily said.

"Another natblida, huh?" Luna muttered, "Her family didn't send her away I guess."

"No, she said her mother kept her hidden." Clarke answered.

Madi didn't lose up, still staring at Luna defensively.

"Madi, you said?" Luna bent her upper body, making herself with an eye-level with the girl, "It's okay, I'm a friend of Clarke."

Clarke's eyes darted to her face, a bit surprised. Luna didn't seem to be aggressive back at the forest they met, but Clarke haven't expecting that she would still consider them to be friends. Clarke tied her up and extracted her bone marrow, after all.

"Um, can you go skin the rabbit I caught, Madi?" Clarke offered hesitantly, but Madi followed immediately.

"It's great that you have someone to keep company."

"Luna, I-"

"If you're worrying about what happened at the lab, don't worry about it." she said, "I don't care anymore. You were that desperate, can't blame solely on you. We face our darkest nature when we're cornered."

Luna's eyes wondered to the open door, where Madi could be seen, chopping up the meat.

"Lucky child, that one. Her mother cared enough to hide her."

Clarke noticed it then. Her family didn't send her away, her mother cared enough to hide her.

"Were your parents willing to send you and your brother to Polis?" Clarke asked rather carefully. It felt weird, having personal conversation with Luna.

Luna smiled bitterly.

"Willing? Oh, they were more than willing with all those compensations."

"The flamekeepers pay them for a nightblood child?"

"Pay them enough to be the richest in the village, and nearly any position they want. Anything that would make people give up their child easily."

Clarke was speechless. What consolation could be offered to that?

"And since me and my brother were both natblida, double the payment." Luna added.

"I don't know what to say, I'm so sorry, Luna."

"Price came with the cursed blood."

Heavy silence filled the room before Luna spoke again.

"The child reminds you of her, doesn't she?"

"Hmm?"

"Lexa. Doesn't she remind you of her?"

Clarke felt a sharp jolt of pain piercing her body. It did every time when… when….

"Yes, I guess. But that's not why I love her."

"I believe you. I just brought it up because as a person who spent the childhood with Lexa, I immediately thought of her when I saw Madi."

"Didn't know you were close with her. When we talked on your oil rig, it sounded like a rivalry."

Luna gazed into her eyes, the gaze so deep it was nearly intimate.

"I didn't back down even when I had to kill my own brother, but decided to flee when I was matched to fight Lexa. And like I said before, it was because I knew I would win." she murmured softly.

"….. You cared for her too." Clarke said. It wasn't a question. Clarke knew she did.

"The moment we were both taken to Polis, nothing else mattered. There was no way we could make it happen. The very least thing we could do was to keep each other safe. I created what's basically an anti-war community, because otherwise there would have been rebellion using me. In return, Lexa didn't pursue me."

"I bet she wanted to do more for you if that was possible." Clarke suggested.

Luna hesitated briefly, as if what she was about to say physically hurt her.

"Maybe. But she turned impossible into something possible for you. I never saw her going against her beliefs, her morals. She was too stubborn for that. Not even when she was with Costia. I heard what happened to her." she locked eyes with Clarke once more before continuing, "But you? You were obviously special to her. She broke down the walls she built herself for you, only for you."

Then she stood up, heading for the door. Her movement pulled Clarke out of her trance-like state.

"Wait! Aren't you going to stay?" she exclaimed.

"What for?"

"We're literally the only people on the surface of the earth, we should stick together to increase the possibility of survival-"

Luna smiled sweetly.

"You have so much to survive for. Me? I just want to go back to where I'm supposed to be." she turned to glance at Madi and added, "After all that I've witnessed, I think non of us deserve to survive. You, and the others in that bunker, you'll always fight, always harm each other do to so. But… I hope you can wash off at least some of the blood on your hands bu keeping the child safe. Don't let her get tainted at such young age. Not like us."

Kom woda so gyon op, gon woda so kom dann

Clarke couldn't stop her from walking away, alone into the desert.

And now, as she runs toward Madi who's in front of an battle-worn army, she thinks about Luna's last words. She failed.