[The truth that lies at the heart of their situation (as far as Lexa is concerned) is this: it's one thing to take risks with food resources in order to survive. It's another to touch things out of place. Lexa has been cautious with where she's put her hands for some time now. She's observed the touch of the gashes up above numerous times, all to see how rigid or jagged they might be, but in approaching this deeper level with the others, she's clearly uncertain.
Once they enter this newly lit area, Lexa goes rigid. As a woman who's grown up in a spiritual society, she believes in the significance of symbols and monoliths. Part of her recognizes now that her people's spirituality lied in the very same science that had kept Clarke and her people in the sky—it's prudent that she sees this now—but some part of her will always be superstitious and uneasy. That comes to the forefront here, especially at first.]
Someone with great power built this place, [she says decisively.] We should all be cautious.
b: visions
[Experiencing the memories of a people lost is actually not new for Lexa. When she touches these specific monoliths and finds herself given the silhouettes of what she assumes are the people who once lived here, she finds herself shaken. Remember: that spiritual part of her is still at hand, and she can't help but wonder if she is experiencing her past or future. Are they viewing the lives of those who have gone, or what will happen to them in the future? There are so many holes in the knowledge of what they know here that she can't help but feel disturbed.
And that much is clear: she is unsettled by what she experiences. Deeply so. It's not the visions themselves (even the most haunting of them) that disturbs her, so much as the uncertainty.
Brows knit and facial expression far from the neutrality she typically exhibits, she looks to the person closest to her and asks:] Touch these so that we can discuss them. It's imperative to what we do from here.
Lexa | OTA
[The truth that lies at the heart of their situation (as far as Lexa is concerned) is this: it's one thing to take risks with food resources in order to survive. It's another to touch things out of place. Lexa has been cautious with where she's put her hands for some time now. She's observed the touch of the gashes up above numerous times, all to see how rigid or jagged they might be, but in approaching this deeper level with the others, she's clearly uncertain.
Once they enter this newly lit area, Lexa goes rigid. As a woman who's grown up in a spiritual society, she believes in the significance of symbols and monoliths. Part of her recognizes now that her people's spirituality lied in the very same science that had kept Clarke and her people in the sky—it's prudent that she sees this now—but some part of her will always be superstitious and uneasy. That comes to the forefront here, especially at first.]
Someone with great power built this place, [she says decisively.] We should all be cautious.
b: visions
[Experiencing the memories of a people lost is actually not new for Lexa. When she touches these specific monoliths and finds herself given the silhouettes of what she assumes are the people who once lived here, she finds herself shaken. Remember: that spiritual part of her is still at hand, and she can't help but wonder if she is experiencing her past or future. Are they viewing the lives of those who have gone, or what will happen to them in the future? There are so many holes in the knowledge of what they know here that she can't help but feel disturbed.
And that much is clear: she is unsettled by what she experiences. Deeply so. It's not the visions themselves (even the most haunting of them) that disturbs her, so much as the uncertainty.
Brows knit and facial expression far from the neutrality she typically exhibits, she looks to the person closest to her and asks:] Touch these so that we can discuss them. It's imperative to what we do from here.