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"Ontari have you seen Lexa?" Clarke asked as she passed the Azgeda warrior on the corridor heading towards the elevator.

The other girl sucked in a sharp breath, shaking her head quickly.

"Really?" Clarke said doubtfully, "Because you don't seem sure about that answer."

Ontari smiled ruefully, "I'm sorry Clarke, but Lexa is more frightening than you are."

"So you have seen her then? And she told you to lie so she's doing something that I won't be happy about." Clarke said tiredly, "Tell me where my girlfriend is Ontari."

The warrior's mouth opened and closed a few times as her brow furrowed in concentration, Ontari's mind desperately trying to work out which option would cause less trouble for her.

Clarke sighed, "Let me make it easier for you. Lexa is injured and can't chase after you. I, on the other hand, have no such weakness."

Reluctantly, Ontari nodded her head, "Fine, she's teaching a class this morning, but don't tell her that I told you."

"Wait, why aren't you with them then?" Clarke asked confused, Lexa had determined that Ontari was far enough along in her studies to learn along side the other night bloods during their trip to Azgeda.

Looking down at the ground, Ontari mumbled something so quiet Clarke barely caught it, "Because there's no use in me participating in a combat class along side children."

Clarke clenched her jaw, taking a deep breath in through her nose, "Thank you for telling me." Then she spun on her heel to head down to the night blood training grounds to confront her idiotic girlfriend who shouldn't even be walking around, let alone training fighters.

Ontari groaned as she watched Clarke walking away, pushing her bedroom door open and slipping through, "Raven today may be the day I die." She sighed heavily as Raven's eyes snapped up to examine her worriedly.

"Why, what's happened? Do you need to see Clarke?"

Ontari threw herself down on the bed, covering her eyes with her arm dramatically, "Clarke's the reason that I'm going to get killed, I sold Lexa out to her."

Raven just laughed as she patted Ontari's arm, "Yeah, I think it's game over for you now then."

Clarke watched quietly unseen as Lexa taught her class, smiling slightly as the seated Commander shouted orders at the young ones as they ran back and forth with their practice swords help high.

Lexa used Aden to demonstrate rather than doing things herself, trusting in her star pupils abilities to correctly showcase what she was attempting to explain to his classmates.

The session lasted for less than half an hour after Clarke had arrived, and as the class filed away led by a stern looking guard, Lexa took Aden's offered arm so they could start walking slowly back to the tower where Clarke was supposed to be waiting for her.

As they passed by where Clarke was quietly standing, she stepped out in front of Lexa and placed her hands on her hip, "So when I said to stay off your feet, that translated to leading a training session to you?"

Lexa rolled her eyes, "What do you want me to say Clarke? I have responsibilities that don't just go away because I am tired or hurt. You can't fix this, you just need to make the best of it with me."

Clarke sighed, as she nodded and fell into step beside them, "I know, I just wish that you could at least take time off to recover from a battle."

"I have never had that luxury Clarke, and I am unlikely to ever get a grace period of that length after a fight, but I carry on." Lexa said softly, her voice gentle and soothing.

Grinning slightly, Clarke shook her head, "You can stop being all reassuring, you're the injured one. And by the way, you scored major points by not actually doing any of the physical work yourself." She looked at Lexa's face for a moment before opening her mouth, realizing that Lexa hadn't understood what she meant by scoring points.

"No." Lexa said quickly, holding up her hand, "I know this." Her forehead creased as she thought back to her many conversations with Octavia about Skaikru words, snapping her fingers as it came to her, "Scoring points, I did the right thing, and I'm being rewarded with a metaphoric gift of points."

Clarke smiled proudly as she took hold of Lexa's hand, "I can't believe you actually knew that. Octavia clearly isn't a bad teacher."

Lexa smiled back at her, kissing Aden's cheek quickly and then sending him away, before stepping straight into Clarke's personal space and trailing her hands across Clarke's ribs before resting them on her hips, "I'm sure you are a far better teacher."