Lena clearly is not following. Her eyebrows pinch and she looks mostly unconvinced, but she doesn't want to think her friend is lying to her either, so she just shrugs. "Suit yourself, love," she concedes, putting her arms back behind her head. The idea is wholly unappealing to her for multiple reasons.

Surely that kind of behavior wasn't part of being a Legionnaire. It felt -- insincere. Or maybe she was thinking too hard about it. That's probably more accurate.

This would be the part where Emily would have dragged her back out of her unnecessary looping thought process. She suddenly really misses her.