Lexa is content with silence, and resigned to it even if she weren't. It seems like progress. So does Clarke's question, however miniscule and grudging that progress might be. She considers for another three paces before she answers.

"With the last of them fled, my people will be able to safely return to the area. Beyond that I can't say." It's not clear whether 'can't' really means can't, or won't. Lexa had confided a little of her broader goals for her people back when she and Clarke were allies making plans together, but things since then have changed and she does hesitate here, letting a pause stretch, unnaturally quiet.

"There are too many holds plagued by demons to focus on expansion now," she finally says. "And this Inquisition on my doorstep." There's a sort of question implicit in that observation, in case Clarke would like to share her insight, now that she is apparently a member.