The flash and the boom that follows causes Clarke's heart to jump into her throat. Startling, her head whips upwards, pulse racing even as she realizes that it isn't any sort of threat. There's nothing attacking them, no enemy at their gates. No, it's something much more simple.

Another flash of color, crackling as it tumbles down. Her mouth opens slightly at the wonder of it. They had been wrong. Even if the light of the city, the fireworks are visible. They're lovely in a way that didn't transfer in videos and photographs. A simple sort of wonder, but one nonetheless.

"Wow," she breathes as her smile splits into a full-fledged grin. "We were wrong."