[ It's a simple thing to point out, but it highlights Bellamy's focus in a very simple way. For all the injury, all the pain, Clint had survived. It's a good distraction, though Bellamy still hasn't started in on the toast. His thoughts catch on the woman, the red spill of her hair and terrified fury on her face, but he doesn't ask. Yet. ]
Was that the worst of it?
[ Injuries? Life? Bellamy doesn't specify. He's wary of pushing too hard for any kind of information with Clint. Clint's private. Respecting that is important. Bellamy trusts the slivers of knowledge he has coupled with the brief impressions of emotion that had leaked through. It's enough. Bellamy's intuition is so rarely right these days, but his gut feeling about Clint seems unlikely to backfire on him. ]
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[ It's a simple thing to point out, but it highlights Bellamy's focus in a very simple way. For all the injury, all the pain, Clint had survived. It's a good distraction, though Bellamy still hasn't started in on the toast. His thoughts catch on the woman, the red spill of her hair and terrified fury on her face, but he doesn't ask. Yet. ]
Was that the worst of it?
[ Injuries? Life? Bellamy doesn't specify. He's wary of pushing too hard for any kind of information with Clint. Clint's private. Respecting that is important. Bellamy trusts the slivers of knowledge he has coupled with the brief impressions of emotion that had leaked through. It's enough. Bellamy's intuition is so rarely right these days, but his gut feeling about Clint seems unlikely to backfire on him. ]