( the lint is the least of clarke's worries, and absolutely not the source of her confusion as she looks between the candy — tries to follow literally any of the logic behind it's supposed properties (medicinal and analgesic make absolute sense, but that doesn't change the fact she's never heard of this type of pain killer that apparently moonlights as a snack) — and rita's face.

to that first question, there's a brief shake of the head. then curiosity can't be restrained, and she's muttering — ) Why would you... ( give that to me, but clarke trails off, successfully distracted by that second question. )

We don't use physical labor past what's required to gather supplies. Everything runs on electricity, gasoline, or thermonuclear power. With that last one being the most powerful.

( hence the absolute devastation rained down on the entire planet — and clarke griffin's face — with the reactors all melted down. literal scorched earth. )