Authors Note: Set in 3x15 where Roan is being held captive by the Delinquents. He needs some clarifications on what Clarke and Bellamy exactly mean to each other.

"So, I thought you and Lexa were a…thing."

Clarke looks at Roan with a pointed eyebrow. Any topics involving Lexa are still dangerous territory with her, and if it's Roan bringing it up then she most certainly does not want it to go any further.

So she doesn't answer him, just looks to the ground and waits for Bellamy to come back. He had volunteered to stay with the Ice King as they filled their friends in on in the plan, but she honestly hadn't trusted either of them alone together in a room for a second.

"Not meaning to pour salt into the wound," Roan continues, not put off by her silence. "But I'm just…confused, is all."

"About what?" Clarke asks despite herself.

"Your relationship with him."

It's plainly obvious who he is referring to. "We're partners." She says simply. "We have each other's back."

Why is she even bothering to explain herself? And what does this have to do with Lexa?

"I've been partners with many over the years , we've never looked at each other like you two do."

"We've been through a lot together Roan. You wouldn't understand."

He shrugs. "Say what you want Wanheda. But I'm pretty sure you didn't even act with Lexa the way you do with him."

"Shut up," Clarke snaps and jumps to her feet. "You don't know anything about me and Lexa."

Again, he just shrugs. If his hands weren't tied up, she's sure he would raise them up in placation. "I'm not meaning to offend here. But I like to observe things, to know things, its habit you pick up when you're on your own for so long. And I can't quite figure you two out."

"And why should I care?"

"You begged for his life Clarke," And when Roan says her name, her real name, she knows he is trying to be serious with her. "At the price of your own. And then he came Polis, with guns-breaking the sacred rule-just to save you. And correct me if I'm wrong, but you didn't part of the best of terms when that happened. And now here we are again, him coming to your rescue."

"Like I said, we have each other's back."

"It's more than that," Roan states. "Maybe you don't even realize it yet."

The conversation promptly ends when Clarke walks out on him, leaving him alone in the room to his stupid and intrusive thoughts.

Later, when she and Roan are walking to Polis with Clarke in her makeshift bonds, she can practically feel his smug smirk.

"Don't," She growls around the cloth in her mouth.

"Overprotective isn't he?" Roan goads near gleefully. "Wasn't at all happy at the thought of leaving you alone with me."

She doesn't respect him with answer.

"Let's hope we get through this Wanheda, I'm very interested to see how you two celebrate with each other."