he really didn’t want to go, but you did get him out of cleaning duty, the job he’d earned from fighting with a grounder. You’d begged him to bring you to your late friends grave, since they were unmarked and only he knew the bodies of each one. It was nightfall before your grieving ended, he suggested you wait out the night in the charred drop ship

“How well did you know them?” he asked simply, his words cautious