Lexa noticed someone else prowling around the arena but did not check to see who it was, watching the fights but being aware of her surroundings in case she is spotted the same way. She feels his gaze on her before he speaks, but his voice is extremely distinctive and her head whips in his direction. King Roan kom Azgeda, of course he would be doing the same as her. She really can't stop the smile twisting at one side of her lips, surprised to find a rush of warmth in her, mostly because it is a relief to see another Grounder. Someone who understands how this place perplexes.

"You don't plan on challenging me for a rematch, do you? It would give these people a real fight to witness." Lexa is a serious individual but she has her moments of humor, and this is one of them, the only sign a glimmer of it in her steady gaze. She has no intention of fighting him again; replacing Nia with Roan was one of the wisest decisions she made. But it is more a remark on what they're watching than anything else.

Perhaps she is being too critical, but none of these people have the killing edge that they do. She turns from watching the ring to gesture for him to follow, stepping a fair distance away closer to the back so they don't have people cheering drowning out conversation. "You don't seem surprised to see me."