Lexa endures the silence and the forced march across the tower though by the end of it all it will be clear that her injury is more severe then Bellamy's. She has gone a shade paler beneath the dirt and puts no weight at all on her left leg once they stop, though it does nothing to change her expression or her posture except to draw the careful precision of them both even tighter.

That doesn't change when Bellamy finally removes the gag. She refuses to give him the satisfaction of showing how irritating it was, but there is a flicker in her eyes as he speaks. 'Titles she's claiming' is one more indignity heaped upon the pile of them she has endured at his hands the last few days, and it is a testament to her self-control that she keeps her temper in check, the simmering just behind her eyes visible for a moment and forced back as she focuses on Leliana. The Nightingale is the important one here, not Bellamy.

"I am Lexa Stone-Heart, thane of Towerhold, Commander of the twelve holds of the Avvar. Your Inquisition occupies mountains my people have called home for thousands of years. I came to investigate what manner of neighbor you are likely to be." She could say more, but she lets the dryness of her tone at the end speak for the impression this particular incident is making.