[ clarke doesn't feel like a beacon of hope and good will, either. she feels tired and lost and dirty, she's worried — not to say scared — and yet, none of it matters. she left her people so that they wouldn't have to be faced with what she's done to save them, and she left because she couldn't bear to be reminded of her own action, to see the disgust she feels reflected in their faces, but right now, she's worried for them and she'd give anything to know that they're all right, that whatever got to her hasn't gotten to them, that they're safe.

that's all she ever wanted, on the ground. ]

If that was a scout for an army, it's someone either incompetent or really, really good. [ the movement lacked intent - which could be on purpose, or it could be because there really is no intent to attack. ]

Do you know anyone here?

[ raising an alarm might cause a panic, or it might mobilise people who know what they're doing. with the hundred, clarke would be able to tell what effect an alarm would have.

here? she can't. ] Maybe a scouting party would be less alarming.

[ and more dangerous. ]