[ coming from the ark, there was a solid, thick line between us and them when they hit earth, even when tensions were at their highest. here, bellamy doesn't have that line to judge by, he only has clarke and a photograph of his sister β happy ( seemingly ), somewhere he knows she's never been. if he had to, he would tear this facility down wall by wall to root her out, or even get answers regarding her location.
but that's the thing. clarke grounds him, reins him in the moment she opens her mouth again after that pause β too long, almost too late β and it plants his feet firmly on the ground. he needs clarke, there's no mistaking it. probably more than she needs him.
bellamy's gaze settles on her again, some of the tension easing from the set of his shoulders and he nods. octavia is strong. she's stronger than he gave her credit for before. she can survive this, if she's here. there's no other option. ]
I know.
[ finally, after a pause long enough to match hers. he wets his lips, lets something wry tug at one corner of his lips. ]
If we're lucky, maybe you'll get to see that ocean, Princess. All I heard was footsteps, which is a given.
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but that's the thing. clarke grounds him, reins him in the moment she opens her mouth again after that pause β too long, almost too late β and it plants his feet firmly on the ground. he needs clarke, there's no mistaking it. probably more than she needs him.
bellamy's gaze settles on her again, some of the tension easing from the set of his shoulders and he nods. octavia is strong. she's stronger than he gave her credit for before. she can survive this, if she's here. there's no other option. ]
I know.
[ finally, after a pause long enough to match hers. he wets his lips, lets something wry tug at one corner of his lips. ]
If we're lucky, maybe you'll get to see that ocean, Princess. All I heard was footsteps, which is a given.