The mention of Asher answers a number of the questions Lexa hadn't yet asked, but not all. Of course she'd heard of his death, and of the Inquisition party that visited his relatives' hold to pay their respects. She has mixed feelings about the mercenary and his claiming of Avvar culture, and not enough information to un-mix them with any confidence. But that's more than can be said for most born in the lowlands who venture into the mountains.

Speaking of which, Bellamy. Lexa's eyes narrow briefly, but it's better than rolling them, which is what she would prefer to do. For someone so protective of the secret that lies behind her betrayal he sure does like piquing people's interest in the subject.

"Bellamy prefers to think of my people as savages. As someone who has actually visited a hold, you will know that's not true." She had better.