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Amelia tried to keep her expression and demeanor neutral as they spoke of her like she wasn't there. Of course they believed she didn't understand them, which is why they could so easily take about killing her, which she wouldn't let them do without a fight. She doubted most of them were fighters and she could probably take them. Though that was easy to think when she had no knowledge of guns, nor had any idea that any of them had a weapon at all. Amelia wasn't exactly sure what they meant by utilize her, but was pretty sure that couldn't have meant anything good. Especially when they spoke of her being apart of a village, which she was. The thought made her internally tense as she didn't want them harming her people. Brown eyes looked to the last person who spoke and realized he must have clearly been the leader since everyone seemed to agree with what he said, or at least reluctantly agreed. And as the decision was made, she realized two people were coming towards her to grab her and take her to whatever the hell a dropship was. Maybe it was the thing that fell from the sky? As they got closer Amelia suddenly felt defensive, more than she had when they were just talking. As soon as one grabbed at her arm she whirled around, twisting their own before throwing them into one direction of the group surrounding her. Then at the same time she kicked the other guys feet out from under him. Some looked more uncertain now after seeing that, while others saw it as a challenge to capture her like planned. Most likely because they now thought she was some sort of danger to them. Either way chaos began to ensue quickly. -- Clarke wasn't too surprised by the lack of enthusiasm from the few people they had asked to go on the trip with them. Part of her had the sneaking suspicion that it was because of who she was and who her mother was, but she didn't let that get to her. Even though it just ended up being her and Ryan that were going, the blonde wanted to stay optimistic that things would go alright and that before long they would be back with bags of supplies. While Ryan gathered bags to use, Clarke went about making a couple makeshift backpacks that way they wouldn't have to carry all of the bags by hand. She figured it might help make the journey somewhat easier, if only a little. There really wasn't much in the way of weapons but she did manage to find a couple of small pocket knives that might have accidentally been put on the dropship without any guards realizing. Snatching them up she figured they might be of some use to them. After they were ready and had their course plotted, the two went on their way with their mission set. The familiar hand in her own made Clarke feel more comfortable about traveling through these unknown lands in hopes of getting supplies. They had no clue what earth was like or what awaited them, but at least she had Ryan and that sense of familiarity put her at ease a little even if she did feel the weight of survival on her shoulders. Much like her father she felt a responsibility to help others even if some of the one hundred were dangerous criminals. Better now , she finally said after some moments of thinking about his questions. I didn't expect to leave that room until I was floated. And when they came for me I thought that was it, she admitted in a somewhat soft voice. That wasn't even counting the fact that she thought she'd never get to see Ryan again or at least get to say goodbye before either of them were floated. I missed you too. I thought about you all of the time, she told him with and squeezed his hand. He was the one person she had thought about most while being locked up. I'm sorry you were locked up because of me, she added after a moment of silence and always felt like it was her fault. Had she not been locked up then he wouldn't have snuck into her room to see her all of the time and got caught.