"What about if there is someone back home?" There wasn't for Clarke, not anymore. But she was still mourning Lexa. She'd loved her. And she supposed she was just curious about how all that worked. Like if someone's partner showed up here, how forgiving would they be about the sleeping around.

She adjusted her toga a bit more, she couldn't wait to get out of it. But she still had so many questions about all of this. "And you? Did it get easier for you?"