So I imagine Lexa just like bored as fuck in Polis having meeting after meeting with boring old generals...
and just trying to act all tough like she didn’t just rip out her own heart
but inside she’s just a sad little raccoon
but then clarke shows up
and you better believe there ain’t gonna be no holding her back this time folks
(It should probably be pointed out that I see the little birdy in this scenario as what I have taken to calling lexa’s ‘Commander Conscience’
Correction: it has been pointed out to me that flit is Indra. And that is so true)