Roan smiled in greeting to Clarke as he walked into the room they were currently sharing as a kind of study type space, "No look today?"
Clarke looked up from the letter she was writing for Lexa and shook her head, "No, no one seems to know anything at all, which is frustrating because someone has to know something I just haven't found them yet."
"You will. What did Lexa say in her last letter?" Roan asked curiously, wondering if the Commander had discovered anything amiss in the capital.
Looking down at the growing pile of letters in front of her, recieved every two days, she sighed, "Nothing from Polis, she's trying, but every possible lead is just a dead end. It doesn't help that we aren't entirely sure what we're looking for either."
"Moba, Clarke." Roan said softly, walking over to take the seat opposite her, "I know how hard it is being away from your family, especially Lexa. But I know that you will work this out, you just need to take some time and then come at it a different way tomorrow, ok?"
Eyeing the papers in front of her, Clarke came to a decision and with deliberate movements, set them to one side. "You're right, I just wish this wasn't taking so long."
Roan chuckled and motioned for her to head to bed, "Sleep Clarke, who knows, tomorrow you may finally crack this."
A/N: Just a short update tonight, but I figured that was better than none at all. Full disclosure, when I started this little story arc I had it all planned out, then I may or may not have forgot how I intended to wrap it up haha, so I'm currently reworking some ideas and hopefully you'll like what I come up with. :) Love you guys! And btw, any and all ideas are appreciated. xxx