[he can't imagine Clarke openly enjoying a dinner party held with such glamor. he knows she wouldn't arrive dressed the part, but if she asked he would have guided her in the semi-acceptable direction. the clothing provided here will never match his standards, but he'd make due.
Krouse's comments feed into the home he'd carved out for her. Clarke sensed his darkness on the tip of her tongue, just as he sniffed out her reservations. their first meeting had gone somewhat tumultuously, and he'll never forget the look in her eyes.]
You knew her in ways she didn't expect to be known. [an assumption that he wants to draw out of Krouse, needling thread through skin. the pain is there, he can feel that in their nostalgic whispers.] If this experience helps bring people together, [which it will, in its own twisted way] perhaps there is hope.
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Krouse's comments feed into the home he'd carved out for her. Clarke sensed his darkness on the tip of her tongue, just as he sniffed out her reservations. their first meeting had gone somewhat tumultuously, and he'll never forget the look in her eyes.]
You knew her in ways she didn't expect to be known. [an assumption that he wants to draw out of Krouse, needling thread through skin. the pain is there, he can feel that in their nostalgic whispers.] If this experience helps bring people together, [which it will, in its own twisted way] perhaps there is hope.