[ There's a lingering sense of sympathy. Bellamy understands what Bruce is telling him. It's not such a stretch, realizing that having a bunch of strangers rooting around your thoughts would be difficult to bear up under.
Admittedly, Bellamy isn't aware of just how many secrets Bruce is keeping, but still. ]
You could talk to Clint. He's kept us out of his head, mostly.
[ And he's part of their brood. It's why Bellamy's voice softens a bit over Clint's name, familiarity infusing the syllables in spite of how distant Clint keeps himself. ]
no subject
[ There's a lingering sense of sympathy. Bellamy understands what Bruce is telling him. It's not such a stretch, realizing that having a bunch of strangers rooting around your thoughts would be difficult to bear up under.
Admittedly, Bellamy isn't aware of just how many secrets Bruce is keeping, but still. ]
You could talk to Clint. He's kept us out of his head, mostly.
[ And he's part of their brood. It's why Bellamy's voice softens a bit over Clint's name, familiarity infusing the syllables in spite of how distant Clint keeps himself. ]
We're not intrusive. Not deliberately, anyway.