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FALO SLOWLY WALKED into the room Redick laid in, noticing he was sitting up. She leaned herself against the doorway, wondering if he remembered he got shot.
The last time someone hit her with an arrow, the next day she didn't even remember she was hit, which confused her because she didn't remember what had happened.
She watched as hw winced in pain from his wounded shoulder. Falo looked down at her feet.
She closed her eyes and sighed deeply, shaking her head in disbelief that she didn't see know he was human instead of animal.
"You're awake." Falo spoke up.
Redick's eyes shot in the direction of the voice, meeting Falo's eyes, who had just walked into the room.
His eyes lit up at the sight of Falo, a small grin forming on his face. When she was trying to get him back to Polis, he had lost his skin color, it was a sickly pale, which concerned her that she killed an innocent on accident because she was dumb.
"I'm sorry." Falo sighed, closing her eyes.
Redick furrowed his eyebrows. "For what?" he asked.
Falo bit her lip. "I was out hunting yesterday for an animal, or well a human. . . but I didn't realize it was you, I thought you were an animal so I shot you in the shoulder," she paused. "I think your lucky I missed your head."
"You tried killing me?"
"No."
"Holy crap. . ."
"Yeah, that's why I'm sorry."
He frowned. "Well, you should be."
Falo laughed. "Don't worry, I am, Redick."
"Good."
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CLARKE walked into Falo's room, Falo laid on her bed, staring up at the ceiling, her mind blank as she did so.
"Lexa told me what happened with that Redick guy." Clarke spoke up. Falo jumped up from her laying position to a seated position, gripping her bed sheets in fear.
Falo slowly nodded, the sentence making Falo feel guilty, regretful, and sorrowful for even shooting him yesterday. "She already told you?"
"It happened yesterday. People are going to know by now." Clarke stated, walking further inside Falo's quarters.
Falo pressed her hands to her face in frustration. "God, why am I so stupid? I seriously thought he was an animal instead of a human! What was. . . God!"
"Hey," Clarke whispered, sitting down beside Falo and putting her hand on her arm. "It wasn't your fault. You didn't know. He was in the wrong place at the wrong time because you were hungry, but you were also in the wrong place at the wrong time when you found him. So don't beat yourself up, okay?"
"But, Clarke-"
"Please. . . don't say or think it's your fault."
"No promises."
Clarke let out a chuckle. "Okay. I think I should get going. Rest up." she told Falo before she left the room.
