"I meant in the Frostbacks. The fortress they have taken as their headquarters." Their movement into Emprise has complicated Lexa's plans, but they were getting complicated without the Inquisition's presence here. She may have grievances, but they're not about the occupation of Suledin Keep. She didn't make a deal with Red Templars because she liked them.

They skirt a boulder and she is able to gesture up ahead, drawing Clarke's attention to the dark smudge against the snow of two figures, slumped against the trees. When she picks up her pace it's in anticipation of Clarke taking off toward them.

"Two arrows in the one on the left, and the right has a gut wound." Clarke will find when she is close enough to examine that someone (presumably Lexa, though she does not speak up to say so) has tied a tourniquet around the arm with an arrow sticking out and shoved cloth into the deep slice across the woman's stomach. It has bled through by now. Both soldiers are unconscious.

Lexa crouches but sort of hovers, hands willing but waiting for Clarke to direct her in how to help if she chooses. If she is honest, Lexa cares less about the lives of these two soldiers than she does about Clarke getting to be the one to save them, but because she is not stupid she doesn't mention that either.