( damian doesn't even come close to answering her question, and tim seems ultra pressed. both respectable reactions, she guesses, given the rather tense nature of returning body parts to strangers. but what yanks at her hackles is the way both of them suddenly pivot in unison and manage to flip this moment into the beginning stages of an interrogation. turns out accusing someone of being diseased isn't a great way to unlock a tragic backstory. )

A carrier for what?

( no, nevermind, she doesn't care. bleeding out of ones eyes also isn't a new idea so that doesn't particularly strike the urge to ask follow-up questions about. almost unconsciously clarke takes a half-step back, weight shifting to the balls of her feet like she's about to turn and leave. but before fully committing to it — )

You know, you're making a lot of assumptions considering most of us don't even come from the same worlds, and you have no idea what biology was like on mine.

( given the state of her blood and internal organs is more thanks to technology, but it fits right in with charles darwin's proclamations about survival of the fittest. )