"Lincoln and Octavia, mostly," Raven admitted, flipping through the menu. Steak quesadillas worked as a split appetizer but she decided to go with the Tavern Burger for her entree. "I haven't really sought Bellamy out. He's been acting reckless, and after what O said he did at home..." She raised an eyebrow, setting her menu down and crossing her arms on the table. "I just haven't been in the mood to deal with it."
It was a lame excuse, she knew that. Bellamy was her friend, and though she could hardly think of a good reason he had done what he'd done to the grounders, she thought he had enough of a conscience that he must have realized by now that what he'd done was wrong. But she hadn't been there -- yet. For some weird reason she had yet to figure out, the witches that had brought here here had pulled her from earlier in their timeline than the rest of her friends. The last thing she actually remembered was Mount Weather blowing up with Farm Station inside.
"You know what happened, with all that?" she asked curiously. It was a darker world, and she'd totally get if it Clarke didn't want to go there and talk about it, but she still hadn't had anyone be too forthcoming about the details. Except Octavia and she was just angry.