Clarke Griffin & Octavia
At the sound of shifting sand, Clarke looked up and was pleasantly surprised to find Octavia settling in the empty place beside her. She hadn't seen much of the other woman, but Clarke knew she was last who should judge about being of the anti social environment. She found it difficult to connect with people at times even if everyone here was very friendly and very open with each other. Her mentality remained stubbornly the same even if the setting around her was far from the world she'd once inhabited. Maybe Octavia felt the same, but from the judge of dress-a lovely strapless garment-Clarke figured the other woman was settling in better than she was. Then again, she had been here longer so it wasn't surprising.
"Hey," Clarke greeted, flashing a friendly smile of her own. "Nice dress," she added. Clarke found she was not a big fan of dresses and found herself much more partial to pants, but unfortunately for her, it was also quite warm here a good amount of time. Clarke settled for tanks and if possible, she would add in a pair of shorts. It was more ideal for exploring that way and Clarke was someone who frequently took to the woods here if only to find the good parts of home she did miss. They were rare, but there remained somethings, outside of a certain person, that Clarke did miss like the forests. Venturing into the dense foliage was the only way she could get taste of what she longed for still.
The question pulled the blond from her momentary pondering and she nodded. "Every evening here is beautiful, but you never get tired of it, you know? It's always breathtaking," she replied. "How about you? How have you been?"